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of them, and I learned how to get things rolling. When I returned to Lakeview, married you, and opened my shop, I had the perfect legitimate front for what I really wanted to dostart up a network of gangs, first in Lakeview and then throughout Wisconsin. I tell the kids where to get their drugs and their guns, then take a cut from both partiessort of a finder's fee. Making money is almost too easy." |
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"If you were making so much money, how come you kept hitting me up for more?" |
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"The more money I've got, the more connections I can buy, the more money I make." He shrugged. "It's not really about money anyway. It's about power. Control. My parents and your father sent me away when I had no say in the matter. I swore then that I'd find a way to be the one in control someday. Now I am. As for the money, every time I came around the station asking for more I had an excuse to hand around and check the place out. Until lover boy took my picture." |
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"You're going to kill us over a picture?" D.J. still had a hard time believing all their troubles were because of one stupid picture. "Don't you think the results will be more trouble than they're worth? Killing a cop is big time, Rich. You won't get away with it." |
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He shook his head at her, a smirk twisting his mouth. "But I will. I've got the perfect plan, as always. Once I kill you two, you're going for a swim in the swamp. Up here, it'll be months, maybe years, before they find you." |
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"No, it won't," D.J. snapped. "Danny knows we're |
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