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“I don’t give a care. Mama Brigitte can do as she pleases as payment for helping me get my revenge,” admits Ms. Robbins.

“So, you unleashed something that you can’t control,” Monae states.

“If they are dumb to call her name, then oh well,” she pauses to lean forward, dropping her voice, “Don’t mess around, and if it happens to-“

I snatch Monae back to stand behind me.
“The boogeyman, a rooster, or you, if you threaten her, I swear I’ll be the one snatching souls,” I growl.

Ms. Robbin moves back. Silently, her almond-shaped eyes with a hint of a blue glaucoma ring around their dark irises roam me from head to toe. Suddenly, she chuckles as if she’s noticing something for the first time.

“Cracker, get out of my store,” she hisses.
Crazy! That’s the only way to describe this case. I won’t point out LeRoy and Monae put me in the middle of another cluster of drama. A strange drug cooked up by a Voodoo Priestess, A soul snatching Spirit, and a Dream World killing teens, sounds like the making of a B-rated horror flick. All I have to say is when I catch wind of Monae being the center of an attack, I don’t care who, what, or how…I’m out for blood.

Then again, I should know that Monae could hold her own. Oh yeah, I’m gonna learn with the rest…My Lady ain’t the one to screw with.


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Meeting  Monae in Vegas will make for a very interesting partnership when they come face to face, months later. Who was to know that the mystery woman would be the lead detective he's riding with? This is an assignment Keagan can't resist....and might be the downfall of her relationship. Then again, Monae getting rid of her current Joker to make room for a King, like Keagan, maybe worth all the troubles doing so will bring.

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