A/N: What up peeps its your boy Dave back with another chapter of iGangster. Now I know I said I wouldn't be continuing this story but I've had a change of heart and have decided to bring you more of the grimy gangster action you all love. Now this chapter takes place two weeks after Sam goes to prison and has Carly setting her plans for revenge into place. I feel I must tell you that this chapter contains some derogatory and offensive slurs. If I offend anyone I'm sorry.
Carly looked out the window at the stormy Seattle night sky. She was dressed in black fro head to toe, and as she turned to face the gang she was now in control of one thought hit her mind. It was the thought that had filled her head every time her thoughts conjured up the image of Sam walking through those gates. Revenge plain and simple. In the two weeks that the love of her life had been taken to jail she had barely slept or left her room or bathroom. Often times spending hours in the shower crying until the water became to frigged to bare then she'd return to her bed to cry some more. But always planning and plotting. She'd have her revenge on the people who took her love away from her. And now the time for crying was over and the time for her to lead her family had come.
"I want you to know that this meeting is about one thing pay back," Carly said, "We all know why Sam's locked up and we all know that Samoan piece of shit is behind it," she continued. "And I have a plan to take them out starting with the cop that took busted Sam then the rest of Manu's crew," she said a dark tone to her voice that none of the others had ever herd.
"Whoa Carls what exactly are you talking bout here," Frankie asked, "I mean how are we gonna go about this," she continued
"I have a plan that involves you all. Dave who hates Manu more than us?," Carly said.
"If its possible I'd say the Aryan Warlords. Manu's been trying to edge them out in the meth game," David said. It was true the Aryan Warlords were a white supremacist gang that controlled must of the cities meth trade. And they hated anyone they claimed wasn't a "real" American but mainly they hated Manu and the Island Boyz for not only being non white but being non white and muscling in on there business. "Carly are you saying we get bed with a bunch of Nazi tweekers," David asked not really liking where this plan was going.
"No I'm saying rob them. Hit every stash and cook house they got make Manu and his crew take the fall for it send the Nazi's to their front door," Carly explained.
"Good plan but one snag. How do we keep them from knowing its us," K P asked
"Frankie you once told me you could jack a car and have back and the owner would never no it was gone, that true," Carly asked. Frankie was an expert at car theft and could get around any security system. Thanks in part to her father who worked as lock smith and repo man during the day and stole cars for local chop shops at night. Since she was known to get in trouble in school she spent a great deal of her time with her father on both his jobs learning the trade, And by fifteen she had stolen or aided in the theft of over forty five cars.
"Yeah but I need somebody to scout the car get me some pics of the area. Problem is Manu knows all our cars ," Frankie said.
"They don't know Cassie's motorcycle and they can't recognize her face under her helmet. She scouts the car Frankie and Tay jack it and we tell the Nazis where to find Manu," Carly explained.
"You're forgetting one thing none of us are Samoan," Gibby said.
"Don't matter Gib those fuckers are so dumb and tweeked out to tell the difference between a Samoan Puerto Rican or a black person or anybody else darker than them," Vega said, "plus will have on mask in their colors right?" he continued looking at Carly.
"Of course," Carly said, " So I have to ask in or out," she continued as she saw the looks on the other members face.
"Fuck it I'm in," David said in agreement followed by the others. "One thing Carls how are we gonna find the cop," he asked.
"Yeah I mean all we have is name," Taylor said. It was true all they said was the officer's name from the trial, and he it was very common. Eric Jones was the officer's name. Carly had burned his face into her mind she remembered he appeared to be in his mid twenties very clean cut. But to Carly he may have well been the devil himself. He took her Sam away from her, he ripped a hole in her heart and he must know.
"That's what computers are for Tay," Carly snapped shocking everyone a bit.
"Look Carls she just meant that the guy just has a name that could turn up like fifty thousand people in this city alone," David said.
"That's why we're gonna hack the system damn , don't any of you think I think of anything!," Carly spat. She then realized that her anger was getting the best of her and it was miss guided. She wasn't mad at her family she was mad at the people that hurt them and she wanted to hurt them back. But this side of herself scared her sometimes. Over the past year she had changed over the past year into someone she barely recognized sometimes. Maybe it was the rape she thought at times. She had herd of rape victims acting out because of the trauma. Maybe it was her miscarriage that caused her to act this way she was, or maybe it was some mix of the two that broke something inside her. Or maybe this was just who she was meant to be all along. Maybe the Carly that was sweet nice and innocent was a fake and the rebellious sexy young woman was who she really was inside. She liked this answer the best because it made the most sense. Deep down Carly had always dreamed of living a life of wild freedom with Sam. She had been drawn to the blonde girl since the day they met on the playground. It was only when they reached puberty she realized it was love. And thinking of her beautiful blonde angel in a cell no not a cell a cage rotting for almost the next three years made her eyes burn like acid with sad angry tears. "Guys look lets call it a night, ok" Carly said.
"Sure Carls hey ya'll want to go over to my place for while," Shorty said.
"Yeah Dab Baby doll ,you coming," K P said as she got up from the table.
"Yeah, let me get my jacket" Frankie said.
"Actually baby I think I'm gonna stay here," David said having seen the look on Carly's face as she walked through the kitchen to the back yard.
Frankie looked at her boyfriends eyes and saw the kind hearted concern in his eyes. "Ok" she said as she walked out the front door.
David walked out to the backyard and saw Carly standing in the dripping rain turning a small bottle of gin up to her lips. David knew she had been drinking since Sam's initial arrest. She'd try to hide it and maybe she did but David could always tell either by the smell on her breath or by simply by seeing her do it. As he walked over too her he knew why she was drinking. It was to numb the pain inside. "You know that drinking that shit isn't gonna make her come home any quicker," he said as he propped himself.
"I know but it helps," Carly said taking another swig from the bottle.
"You know Sam always talked so good about you how you were such a straight arrow. It'd be a damn shame to see you turn into alcoholic ," David said.
"Shut the hell up Dave I'm not a drunk," Carly said taking another swig of gin "and besides I need it right now," she continued letting another gulp of the numbing liquid
"Why give me one good reason why the hell you need that bull shit in a bottle," David said not liking his friend's tone.
Carly looked up into the gentile giant's eyes. David had brown eyes much like her but his told a story that hers didn't. David had often related stories to Carly and Sam about his childhood and how bad it was for him. And Sam had told her how when they were younger and she would visit and they'd share the same room and David would have nightmares and she'd crawl into bed with him and comfort him, and how Sam was the only person besides his mother that he'd let see him cry. Carly knew that much like Sam David was more than a gangster inside. " Because I'm not like you guys I'm not a gangster you should be in charge not me," she said letting a few tears fall.
"Give me the bottle!," David said getting an awkward look from Carly cause he had never yelled at her. When she didn't give him the bottle fast enough he took the bottle and smashed it against the wall. "Look Sam left you in charge because you can handle it point blank period!," he said, "Look no more drinking ok if you drink you're gonna fuck yourself up and you'll be no good to anybody. Drinking while you're emotional makes you depressed and puts you in a dark place I don't wanna see you in, cause I love you too much to let you go there," David said kissing Carly's forehead. It was true David had grown to love the brown haired girl as a sister and wanted her away from the way she was going. David looked her and hugged her and knew what had to be done. "Go put on some sweats and meet me at my car," he said as he walked back into the house.
"Why are we here," Carly asked as she stood inside the old run down building in her tight black yoga pants and yellow tank top. Carly knew the building Sam and David called it the dragon cave. The building it self was an old long forgotten ware-house that The gang used as secondary storage facility for a lot of the black market stuff they couldn't get storage for. Carly also knew that David and Sam used the place as a makeshift gym but she didn't know why she was here.
"This is where we make you into what you're gonna need to be for what you have planned," David said as he took her right hand and wrapped it in the white athletic tape making sure she could still move her fingers.
"What do you mean?," Carly asked as David finished her hand and took the other.
"You know the business end of being a gangster almost as good as Frank Lucas himself. I've taught you everything I know about being a street surgeon. Now I'm gonna teach you how to fight like a gangster. How to have that uncaring edge and be ruthless. Basically how to be Sam and still be yourself," David said as he finished and handed her a pair of mixed martial arts gloves that she recognized from her "fight" with Shelby Marx and walked over to the old wrestling mat he and Sam "borrowed" from the high school.
Carly walked over to the mat with trepidation. David and Sam were both known to be excellent street fighters. Both having studied Israeli self defense as well as other forms of hand to hand combat. David himself had lied about his age and won many tuff three tuff man contest in his home state. Aside from that at six foot five and near two hundred twenty pounds of muscle he cut an intimidating form in his sweat pants and tank top. "Why do I need to be like Sam," she asked
"Because this little plan of yours, you're gonna have to put in work. Sammie never asked us to do anything she wouldn't herself. And I promised her I would keep you from getting hurt. But you and Sammie are both stubborn once you get it your head to do something you're gonna do it. And like I said for this little plan of yours you're gonna need to get your hands dirty kick a little ass, and the best way is to learn from me," David said.
Carly looked at the gloves in her hands and thought on what David said he was right. David was just as close to Sam as she was and he wouldn't hurt her unless it was necessary for her to learn. "Ok Dave what's the first-" Carly said being cut off by a punch to the stomach doubling her over in a flash of pain.
"Lesson one always be ready to fight no ones gonna be waiting for you put on any gloves," he said. David then hit her with an uppercut knocking her to mat with a hard thud. Before she had time to react David was straddled over her pressing his forearm into her throat. "Lesson two keep your guard up," he said, "Fight back Carls come on fight back," he said. Carly began flailing her arms at her and pleading with him to stop. And at that moment David knew his plan had worked. In Carly's mind she had gone back to that night the one she was raped. David knew she needed to own that fear and he was going to make her use it as fuel for her inner strength. But Carly was still not fighting back and he knew what he needed to do and he thought, "Carly forgive me ." "What's wrong Carly isn't this how Freddie healed you down when he raped you," he spat. "You were too weak to fight back then and you're too weak now. Hell maybe you liked it you're just a slut anyway," he said.
With those last words something broke inside Carly something that fueled her with rage. She brought her leg up to collide with David's privates making him roll off of her to his side. Before Carly knew what had came over her she was on top of David punching him in his face as hard as she could. "I never wanted it! I never wanted it! You hear me! You fucking bastard! Do you know what you did to me asshole! How much you hurt me!" she said raining down hard blows as tears streamed down her eyes her cheeks flushed red with anger. "I was your friend! Your fucking friend Freddie!" she screamed.
"Carly enough!" David yelled prompting the small brunette to stop.
Carly looked at the white tape and saw it was stained with blood, and that David's lip was split and bleeding and his nose was as well he also had a cut under his eye. " Dave I'm sorry,"
"Don't be kid you needed to do it to own the fear in your heart not let it control you," David said. "Besides what I said was pretty fucked up but I had to do it," he said looking up at Carly.
"Why," she asked as she got of him and to her feet.
"Because after the first time you make someone bleed it gets easier every time the trick is to stay human and not become an animal," he explained. "Plus it'll take the sting out of what comes next," he said as he got to a knee
"Which is?" Carly asked just hearing the click of the switch blade before seeing the shinny six inch blade. "Dave what are you gonna….AH!," Carly said feeling the blade penetrate her leg.
"Shh it hurts worst if you panic just focus breathe deep and relax," David said. He saw Carly clench her eyes shut and her breathing slow. When he felt she had relaxed enough he pulled the knife out. "You can look it hurt worst than it actually is," he said.
Carly looked down at her leg and indeed the pain was worst than the actual wound. The wound it self would maybe need four stitches at the most but it wouldn't leave a scare. Carly then did something she didn't expect she punched David in the jaw. "Why the fuck did you do that," she said.
"Ah to get you used to getting stabbed. And damn girl you loosened my tooth," David said, "Sam's gonna be proud," he added with a smile.
"She would wouldn't she," Carly said taking David's hand and pulled him into a hug.
"Ok little cousin don't go hugging me yet we still need to get you ready and I'm not gonna be easy on you," David said.
Over the next month David put Carly through her paces. Starting by waking her up early before dawn for weight training teaching her to fight letting her practice on pimps and dealers. Sam cursed David out during the their first visit to the prison when she saw the bruises on Carly's face. Telling him he didn't have to hurt her badly and to take it easy. Carly then told her being away from her hurt worst than anything that David did. Carly was like sponge learning everything David and the others had to teach her. She had agreed to hold off on her plan until both she and David said she was ready. David taught her how too use every gun in the house including the Ak-47 he called Toni Braxton because of the line from the singers song Breath Again. He was surprised how accurate she was with it. At around the third week David noticed a turn Carly seemed to develop that edge she needed but he had to test her to be sure.
Carly sat in the backyard and watched the white rabbit in the cage as it ate a carrot. She thought it was cute peaceful and sweet looking. She wondered what the small creature was thinking or if it was thinking at all. As she herd David walk out into the yard she decided to ask the question on her mind. "So are you gonna tell me what the bunny's here for," she asked. She then saw the Mac 10 nine millimeter in his hand as he loaded the clip then attached a silencer.
"Here shoot the rabbit," David said shoving the gun in her hands.
"What! No way I can't!," Carly said. In all her years Carly had barely so much as killed an ant now David was asking her to kill an animal.
"You have to. Look Carly you knew going into this life you'd have to do stuff you'd regret now go up to the cage and pull the trigger," David said. Carly went up to the cage and aimed the gun into the cage.
Carly knew she had to do this she knew that David wouldn't ok her plan. But she over all needed to prove this to herself prove that she could pull the trigger if she needed to. "Dave could you turn your back I, I can't do this with you looking," she asked. David nodded and turned facing the wall.
After a few moments when David didn't hear the gun fire he said, "Just put the gun to the back of his head and squeeze he won't feel it don't pull squeeze."
Carly aim the barrel at the back of the rabbit's head closed her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry," and pulled the trigger and listened to the sound of the bullets coming from the automatic weapon muffled by the silencer. When she opened her eyes she saw that the rabbit was still alive and she realize what had happened. "Blanks. You put blanks in the gun why?" she asked.
"I needed to see if you could pull the trigger," he said, "and now that I know you can I think its time, put your plan in action," he continued
Carly simply smile and said, "Time to go to work," and they did. Every one played their parts Cassie scouted the cars that she felt was easy to use. While Mandy and Taylor scouted the Aryan's stash houses the only snag was finding the cop. Gibby had exhausted the extent of his hacking ability. Carly thought about the situation and she knew one person that could be of help with this situation and knew it may not go over well but it had to be done.
Carly looked at the building she once called home. It seemed so long ago that she called the Bushwell Plaza home but she was here again to once again walk through the doors. "Hey Carls you good girl?" David asked as he attached the silencer to his desert eagle, "I mean we can just forget about the cop right now and just focus on Manu," he continued.
Carly looked out the car window with a stoic look and cocked the black glock forty in her hand and said "We're doing this."
David looked at her and saw the look in her eyes it was cold and steely like she had ice for blood. He knew she was ready. " Ok Shorty, Vega you ready," he asked hearing only the sounds of guns cocking in the back seat as answer. "Ok boss girl lets go," he said getting out of the car and tucking his gun into his waist band.
The four made their way Carly's old floor and stood outside Freddie's door. The plan was simple enough Carly would knock on the door under the pretence of wanting to see an old friend knowing Mrs. Benson would answer the door first. From there they'd hold her and Freddie hostage until he hacked the file they needed then get out. The plan was perfectly simple.
"You sure about this little cousin last chance to back out," David asked.
Carly simply smiled and knocked on the door. "Who is it," Mrs. Benson asked in a sweet voice on the other side of the door.
"Mrs. Benson hi its Carly Shay I came to see Freddie is he in," Carly in her polite voice holding her gun behind her back and nodding to David and the others.
"Carly? Yes he's hold, on," Mrs Benson said as she unlocked the door. Mrs. Benson opened the door and saw the brown haired girl she had known for so long. "So nice to see you Carly who are your friends," she said.
"Oh this is David, Amanda, Ralph May we come in," Carly said introducing David , Shorty, and Vega by their real names.
"Nice to meet you please come in Freddie will be thrilled to see you," Mrs. Benson said walking them in. " Freddie Carly's here…uh," Mrs. Benson said as Carly hit her in the back of the head with her gun knocking her to the floor.
"Sorry about that Mrs. Benson but this has to be done," Carly said pointing the gun at her.
"Mom did you say Carly!" Freddie said shocked as he saw Carly and the others.
"Hi Freddie longtime no see," Carly said in a sly voice. Mrs. Benson saw she was near the cordless phone and tried to reach for it only to have Carly shoot it. " Now that was really stupid of you. Shorty keep your gun on her if she so mush as sneezes turn the bitches head into a bowling ball," Carly spat.
"You got it Carls," Shorty said cocking her gun and pressing it into Mrs. Benson's forehead.
"No!," Freddie said lunging by David for his mother only to elbowed and pinned face down by Vega. "Please stop! Please !," he said.
"Stop? Isn't that what I said when you raped me!" Carly said as she squatted down and held the gun to his face. "What's the matter you don't remember how you raped me in that ally how you held me down, and forced yourself inside me!," she said. "Maybe my boy Vega can help you remember. He likes boys like you don't you Vega," she said.
"Um hmm I bet that ass is nice and tight too," Vega said.
" Please I'll do anything just don't do that!," Freddie said pleadingly.
"Good to hear seeing as Sam and should've killed you last year and they didn't I say you owe us debt," Carly said. "Vega, Dave get him up he has work to do,"
"Up you go baby, lets see what you can do with that lap top," Vega said.
"Freddie you fuck us I'll make sure Vega makes you shit blood and pancakes," Carly said as they walked to Freddie's room all three kept there guns trained on him.
The whole process took an hour and they had the information they needed. They had the home address of Sam's arresting officer they even had his birthday. "Now remember punk you or your mommy call the cops we come back," David said. "We done here little cousin,?" David asked Carly
Carly looked at Freddie and her eyes became icy cold and the vengeful ire that she had held onto for the past year came to the surface. "Not yet hold him down," she said. With that David and Vega threw Freddie onto his bed pinning his arms down with their legs. "Dave do you have your knife," she asked.
"Yeah here," David said handing her his knife.
Carly flicked the blade up on the knife and looked at how the light reflected off the blade. She then straddled him and pressed the flat side to his throat. "You know I never got what Sammie got out of torturing you till now," Carly said rubbing the flat surface back and fourth. "Freddie I wanna slit your throat so bad I'm wet," she said letting the point of the knife touch his pulse point.
"Carly please, I'm sorry don't kill me please!" Freddie begged
Carly looked down at him and smiled and said, "I hate you Freddie but I'm no killer but I'm gonna make sure you're reminded of what you did every time you look in the mirror," she said.
Mrs. Benson listened to the sounds of her son's pain filled cries but dared not move for fear the asian girl holding the gun t o her head would shoot her. " Shorty lets go we're done here," Carly said wiping the knife clean as she and the others came from Freddie's room.
Mrs. Benson saw Carly's blood cover knuckles and panicked. "You killed him you killed him!,"
Carly slapped the woman and very calmly said. "I didn't kill him but if you call the cops I will," and walked out of the Benson's apartment.
When they were gone Mrs. Benson being as protective as always rushed to Freddie's room. "Oh my god," she said as she saw her sons scared face. She looked at what Carly had done and became ill as she read the word on her son's face. A word that would always be there like the mark of Kane. The word rapist.
A week later Carly found herself outside of Manu's house next to the black GMC Yukon with Frankie and Taylor. "Hurry up Frank," Taylor said as Frankie slid the lock smiths magnets into the drivers window slot.
"Shh keep your voice down, I'm almost done," Frankie said pulling the slim jim from her bag and inserting it between the magnets. "A Carls give me a status on how we looking," she asked.
"Dab Mandy how are on your end," Carly asked into her cell phone getting the all clear from them both. "Shorty Vega, Cassie we good on your end," she asked again getting the all clear.
"And we're in ladies," Frankie said opening the door to the SUV. "Now to get it started she said pulling a key from her pocket and starting the car. "Daddy always told me stealing keys would come in handy," she said starting the engine. " Taylor if you would," Frankie said as she climbed over into passenger seat so Taylor could drive. Carly climbed into the back seat and they drove around the corner and meet up with the others. Much like the night they robbed Manu they were dressed in all black and Carly with David's insistence was wearing Sam's bullet proof vest.
"Ok lets see what we got here a couple of forty fives for Vega," David said handing Vega two of the guns from his trunk.
"Extended clips nice," Vega said.
"A nice twelve gage for Shorty," David said tossing the girl his Mossberg 500 with a pistol grip.
" Hello Mr. Mossberg," Shorty said as she chambered a bullet in the gun.
"A tech nine for my baby," He said handing Frankie the small sub machine gun.
" Thanks baby," Frankie said.
"A Mac 10 for you Carls and Of course the AK is for me," David said.
"Hey what about me," Cassie said.
"What do you mean what about you?" David asked.
"Well, Carly has a gun ,Mandy and Tay have guns and Tay's just the get away driver. I want a gun if I'm going in with you," Cassie said.
"Not happening Cassie," Carly said.
"Look Frankie's gonna need help getting the cash out of there and none of you is gonna have a free hand to grab the cash so you're going to need me," Cassie said.
"Dave give her a gun," Carly said as she climbed into the SUV.
David pulled his gun from his waistband and handed it to her. "Cassie that's my favorite gun take care of her," David said climbing into the passenger seat.
The drive to the Aryan's neighborhood was stark the only sound being herd was the sound of the Tupac CD in the stereo. Taylor was driving her gun in her lap. David was in the passenger seat. Carly was squeezed in the middle of Vega and Cassie and Shorty and Frankie were on the third seat. In the car behind them Mandy and K P followed. As they turned the corner on to the block were the Aryan's stash house was the members going into the house tied the red and yellow bandannas the colors of the Island Boyz around the lower half of their faces and pulled the hoods of their black hoodies over their heads.
"Guys no killing we're just gonna trash the place ok," Carly said tying her bandanna tight.
"Hey look if someone pulls on me I'm shooting, But I'll try not to kill anyone," David said
The SUV came to a stop outside of a run down house where the Aryans cooked and sold meth. Carly and the others made there way on to the front porch. David knocked on the door the way Cassie had seen costumers do it and when her herd the first lock being undone He kicked the door open. " Down every body down on the damn floor!," David said.
"You fucking niggers ," one of the Aryans said Drawing his gun only to take six shots to his leg from Carly's gun.
"Who do you tweekers think you fucking with this the IBZ," David said using the Island Boyz nick name "Hey Bombshell McGee put the goddamned gun down or I swear you'll be hell with that bitch Hitler," he said when he saw a female Aryan going for a gun. " Hey Nazi cunt show my friend where the cash at," He said ordering one of the girls to show Cassie where the money was.
"Yo Uso Help me check these fools for guns," Carly said pushing one of the Aryan gang members up against the wall.
"Hey I got the cash lets go," Cassie said. as she pushed the female Aryan back into the cook room.
"You'll never get away this the white race is the master race," The Aryan said.
"Somebody shut that bitch up," Frankie said as hit her in the mouth with her gun. The group backed out of the house and Carly stopped.
"Oh yeah by the way you're out of business," Carly said shooting several beakers of cooking meth on the table making the table ignite. She then ran to the car. Jumping into the back seat. " Tay floor it now!" she said.
Taylor pressed the gas peddle into the floor and pulled off just in time to see the house go up in a ball of flame and some of the Aryans run out with their clothes on fire. "Holy shit!," Taylor said.
"Woo that was fucking gangster like some straight up boondock saints shit Carls," Shorty said. "How much money did we get Cass," she asked.
Cassie pulled out a stack and held it to her ear and fanned it, " Sixty grand!"
"Sixty large! Damn little cuz when you make a plan you make a plan!," David said reaching back to high five Carly getting only a serious look from the brown haired girl. "Come on Carls you had to feel a rush from that?" he asked.
Carly looked at David and a smile broke across her face. "Did you see how I almost took that guys leg off!," She said high fiving David.
Frankie leaned over and kissed Carly on the side of her forehead, and said, "That was beautiful boss girl."
A week later David Carly , Taylor, and Mandy were parked across the street from an Aryan hang out in the warehouse district. "Ok everyone remember the plan," Carly asked.
"Yeah but one question why are me and Mandy you and Dave's back up again," Taylor asked.
"Well Tay you're one of the best drivers in Seattle and you're half German," Carly said.
"So I'm half native American too. I still don't see what does that have do with any thing," Taylor said.
"Ok baby you have blonde hair and blue eyes, Carly is part Korean David's black we are going into a room full of racist Hitler loving jack asses you get, it," Mandy asked.
"I guess so," Taylor said.
"Ok point blank you are like the Aryan wonder woman you got it now lets go," Carly said as she got out of the car.
Two hours later they had told the leader of the Aryan warlords where to find a few of Manu's stash houses. "When the leader asked in his words "Why should I trust a slant eyed nigger loving dyke." Carly simply told the truth because she hated Manu more than he did. As Carly road back to the house she thought on her plan. And what she was doing. "Phase one complete," she thought.
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