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realize how much trouble she had just caused by being naïve and ignorant. She was already having it rough; she wasn’t even fourteen yet, and already she didn’t know where she would lay her head for the night.
     
    When she turned the corner, she saw that she had a straightaway to run, and it was about two blocks long. But once she cleared that straightaway, she would be able to duck off into the trees until she could figure out her next steps. In the distance, she heard massive commotion as the police and ambulance arrived on the crime scene. She ducked off into the trees and sat on the ground taking deeper breaths than a marathon runner. Above, she heard the helicopters whizzing by, but still she didn’t fret and didn’t worry. She believed what her mommy had told her; that she alone, was The Lipstick Clique .
     
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    5 was intoxicating. He was the type of man who wore his confidence around his lips, and sprinkled it across his every word and breath. He was standing at Danielle’s pool table only inches away from Treasure’s face. She was trying to ignore him, but was having the most difficult time doing so. She slid the stick across the table and made contact with the cue ball. It drifted off to the left when in her mind, she wanted it to go to the right.
     
    “Why don’t you come home with me Treasure?”
     
    Treasure fidgeted nervously before regaining her composure. She stood up and walked around the table away from the sexy man who was starting to soak her panties without even trying. When she made it around the table, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, she saw that 5 was walking around the table himself and was almost standing right beside her. “ Damnit 5… you don’t know anything about me. I don’t understand why you’d want someone you had no information on to join you at the place where you lay your head. I guess it’s just that southern hospitality stuff, but still… you should know in your line of work that not knowing enough about a person could be your downfall.” Treasure said as she stared into his eyes.
     
    He stared back into hers comfortably. He exuded more confidence than almost any man she’d ever met, with the exception of Malcolm Powers. She was sure that if he ever got his strength on par with his, that he could easily overtake him in that department. 5 exhaled short breaths while he invaded Treasure’s personal space. He inhaled hers and made them his own to exhale. He made absolutely no apologies about it whatsoever. He was a thief, but not like the thieves that described her former crew. He was the type of thief that only took things that were begging to be taken.
     
    He took her breath away.
     
    He was the type of dude that got what he wanted, whenever he wanted it. Treasure knew that she could use a confident person like that around her every now and then. She tried to glance away when his staring became a little too intense. But when she tried it, he reached over and placed his gentle hands on the crest of her jawline and pulled her stare back towards him softly.
     
    Gently he spoke. “Treasure, you say I don’t know you, but you see… I know you very well. See, that was me who was standing outside the getaway car the night that me and my brothers went to go kill that guy. And I also know that it was you who was sitting in your crew’s getaway car, confused as hell. I don’t think my brothers paid any attention at all… but I did. I guess you and your crew had come to rob the guy. That was fine because my crew simply came to kill him. I’m sure that we got paid more individually than you all could have gotten collectively out of his garbage bin.”
     
    Treasure felt her heart fall to the floor. She broke out in a light sweat, and tried to control her nervousness long enough to figure out what her next move should be. If this guy had blown her cover, then he knew about her affiliation with the girl that she had