CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

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SOPHIE WILSON My phone rang so early and I groaned in frustration. I didn't need to check the caller ID to know that it was the mafia king that was calling. I mean, who calls someone for work during weekends? I guess the mafia king. "Yes", I replied nonchalantly, sitting up. "Are you just waking up from bed?", He asked and I snorted. "Were you expecting me to be doing something else during the weekend? I have to rest also", I replied and he sighed. " Come to my office with Sarah and Clinton", he ordered and I frowned. " What do you want us to do this time around? Besides, why do you want to see them? ", I fired back and I heard a low growl from him which made me chuckle inwardly. I guess I had annoyed him again. "Do not question my order young lady", he retorted and I snorted again.

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