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"What do you mean you got me a job interview?" I stood up and walked to the kitchen where Fred was standing, cooking us breakfast. "I heard you tell Huncho that you want a job and to get you busy he gave you a task anyone can do," he started, "so I went to talk to Wade and he told me that he would be waiting for you this Friday." "I sat on the stool on the island and started thinking about what he said, "who's Wade?" "He was a very good friend to Brad. He knows us all." "Does he–know what you do?" He looked up at me for a few seconds, scoffed, and shook his head. "Yes, he works with us." I gulped, unsure of what the job was. I didn't want to get involved in what they did and I didn't want to work with someone that has something to do with the drugs they sell. "Don't worry, his compan
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