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Another day and it's another funeral.

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I’m sorry, can I do anything for you?

Not unless you want to become a felon.

Do you need a felon? I know a few.

No.

I can't trust anyone else.

I’ll help you. If I go to jail you may need to take care of a few things for me...”

What?

Another person I know got killed.

Who? How? What the...What can I do?

[She leans in and presses her chin to his shoulder].

A guy... A friend of my father’s. I’ve got the police after me, so I reached out to him to help the underground where I can’t right now. They were out on a raid...Things went went south and... he got shot. Died in the hospital. He wouldn’t have been there at all except I asked.

You’re not going to go to jail. I’m not getting you involved in what I do, Cassie.

I want to help you.

Yeah. And I actually appreciate that more than you know, but I’m not bringing a pregnant chick to a gun fight. Because at some point someone is going to try shooting at me.

Can I be your getaway driver or alibi? Do you need untraceable weapons?

....How do you know where to get untraceable weapons?

Associates of my ex and customers of my party planning business. They're very good at what they do.

Hm.

Can you introduce me to these people?

Weapons? [Cassie fishes a cheap flip phone from her bag and offers it to her friend]

When should they call you to set up the meeting?

Tomorrow.

This isn't going to draw you back into things with them though, is it?

It won’t change anything. Please don’t worry. I am doing very well.

Okay. I'm fine putting myself at risk but I'm not dragging anyone down with me.

I promise, this isn’t risky for me. It’s anonymous. I’m a frail, ill woman who gave you a strange phone that I found if anyone questions anything.

Okay. Thanks.

You'll be helping lot of people out.

You are welcome.

I will always help you out, you’re my friend.

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