Nice to see you traded Sunday service for mob chic

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George’s POV Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, a police van screeched to a halt, shattering the somber atmosphere. I felt like my head was spinning as I tried to process it all. Everything was happening so f*****g fast. I was surprised to see Theodore grace the event. Earlier, I had grabbed his black shirt and punched him in the eye, Alex was the one who held me back from creating a bigger scene when Theodore tried to fight back. I could not believe he had the confidence and audacity to show his face at Barry’s funeral. The crack head deserved a beating but right now, he was the least of my priorities. I watched in disbelief as the commissioner stepped out in an immaculate black suit, his skin glistened and he took off his sun shade the moment he stepped out. The ch

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