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Post by Dean Page l J.T. Yorke on Nov 7, 2006 16:51:09 GMT -5
He opens the door...the house was empy as always, he grined and went to the fridge. He took out a beer and drank it.
"Oh what's this..dear ol'dad left a note."
-DEAN I HAVE SOME BUSINESS IN FLORIDA...OH AND DON'T TRASH THE HOUSE. -ERIK
"Hmm excelent...time for homework"
His eye aglow...when he was regestering for school..he had a brief trip to Mrs.H's office..there he had a quired some info while she was in the bathroom...student files...aka A GOLDMINE.
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Post by Dean Page l J.T. Yorke on Nov 7, 2006 17:08:10 GMT -5
He read and re-read them. Drugs, violence, and cons where his work...but distroying peoples lives were his pleasure. Since a young age he had to learn that suffering and pain were the truest of feelings. They are what they are.
He held such secrets. Nothing was off limits to him..he had seen death and been the cause of it.
What did it matter to him.
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Post by Darcy Edwards | Jay Hogart on Nov 7, 2006 17:16:47 GMT -5
Jay was walking through the neighborhood. His Step-Father being a dentist, and his Mother being a lawyer let him live in true prestige. He loved it, and as he passed by a random house he tried to think. This was that guy that Emma had been talking about, Dean Page. Clenching his fist, Jay walked up to Dean's door. Practically pounding, Jay had to get his two cents in.
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Post by Dean Page l J.T. Yorke on Nov 7, 2006 17:21:03 GMT -5
He walked up to the door and opened the main door leaving the iron cast screen closed.
His father and his dealings...he had the house safe gaurded.
"Ya...?"
His voice bored and demanding...he looked the kid up and down and snickered.
"Well...lookie here...jay i take it?"
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Post by Darcy Edwards | Jay Hogart on Nov 7, 2006 17:23:04 GMT -5
"Yeah, and I take it you're Dean?" He asked, raising a brow. He could control his temper, but that didn't mean anything. Controlling his temper and Emma made it difficult. Looking Dean over he realized that this boy was a totally whimpy looking. How lame, he thought as he realized that Emma was the sort to fall for someone like this.
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Post by Dean Page l J.T. Yorke on Nov 7, 2006 17:29:55 GMT -5
He raised his eyebrow..and laughed..appearently jay looked like the big gorilla type. He shook his head...he had taken out many guys like this. They all underestimated him...the things he knew..would scare some.
"Ya...listen ape man make this quick..i've got some clients coming in...sooo If this is about the emma thing..spit it out or come in for a drink..looks like your a man who appriciates a good deal."
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