Chapter 4

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Trenton, New Jersey Same Day Clarence Smolley wadded the greasy C-notes into a large ball. “Money well spent, my man,” he told his buyer. “This thumb drive is the hottest thing I"ve ever scored. You ain"t never seen me though, man, or you"re history. I"m talking PAST TENSE. You got it?” Clarence waited for the fat man named Scab to nod before he continued. “Somebody big at the top is makin" a lotta noise. I"m told the chick they got on camera is some fat-cat dude"s private property. So I suspect this is really worth something.” “So this comes from Long Beach like the others?” Scab asked. “Yeah. It came from my man, Flint, but now his connection is tryin" to recall these babies. They"re hot motherfuckers.” Scab picked his nose then wiped his hand on his pants. “Righteous, man,” he gru

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