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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 5:55 pm
"I won't be broken
I won't be tortured
I won't be beaten down" ~Orion Michael De La Cruz~ Orion totally disagreed with Jasper but he was right about one thing. They were both grown ups and would do what they wanted to do. He could not convince them to do anything differently. He would just leave them be. It would not lose a Brother over this matter. Their bond had to be stronger then the bullshit and current drama. So he would butt out, and simply be there if things went sour. It is all he could do, and all he himself would want from his MC family. "I will butt out. Best of luck. Last question though. I am extremely curious about this. Are you in love with her or simply trying to do right by her and your child?" Orion said and was pleased to see Moira. The Mother figure of the MC. Immediately she began telling them all where to move things. ~Ryder~ I have the answer
I can take the pressure
I will turn it all around
~Five Finger Death Punch
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:05 pm
 Grace Marie Thompsonwearing 
Grace stood there for a moment longer, there was an irritable silence between the two, and she could tell that the Sheriff was getting upset with her. She knew that it sounded bad, and like she was lying. But really, she had no idea about what had happened to that guy. She hadn't ever met him, either. But, being that she was with the President of the Angels, he assumed that she knew all of their happenings. He glared at her for a few long seconds, before rubbing at the stubble on his chin in an agitated manner. His hand reached up and turned off the camera that was on his police uniform, and he placed his hands on his hips. "Do you think I'm stupid? Do you expect me to believe that you really know nothing?" His voice was beginning to rise in octaves, his face getting more and more red as time passed. Grace shifted nervously, and reached up to tuck a blonde wave behind her ear, keeping her voice low, and at a respectful tone. "Sheriff, I may be in a relationship with Orion, but I can assure you that he does not bring me into his club business. I am his girlfriend, and that's all I am." She shrugged her shoulders, and chewed on her bottom lip nervously. If the Sheriff laid a hand on her, he wouldn't have only Orion to worry about, he would have Dereck on his a** in a heartbeat.
The Sheriff narrowed his gaze, and he walked a few steps away from Grace, saying something into the radio that was on his suit. When he turned back around, his eyes were dark, and the look on his face was nearly unreadable. "Listen. I know of your family. I know you were raised as a respectable girl. Your family was very highly respected...until your brother went and started his MC." He approached Grace, and reached his hand up to touch the scar on her right cheek, trailing his thumb along it. "Mind telling me how that happened? Hm?" His eyes looked into hers like daggers, searching her for any kind of emotion. Something to give away that she was lying about her affiliation with the two MC's. Grace felt her cheeks begin to burn with embarrassment. She blinked a few times, letting out a shaky breath. Before she could say anything, he spoke up again. "Might it have something to do with the disappearance of Matthew Lawrence and Cedric Medina?" Grace found herself gritting her teeth at just hearing the names. The look on her face must have given something away, because a huge grin spread across the Sheriff's face. "Ah, so it seems that those names ring a bell to you, Hm?" Grace immediately began to shake her head, and averted her eyes to the ground. He released her jaw, and stood back from her, opening his mouth to say something else when he was cut off by Grace. "You know, I was being polite when I pulled over. I wasn't breaking the law, I wasn't doing anything wrong. I'm still doing nothing wrong. You have no reason to keep me pulled over, and I will call--" He laughed a deep, throaty laugh. "You'll call who? Huh? Joseph? He works for me, he works under me." Grace moved to open the door to her car and the Sheriff stepped in front of her, voice low. "I already taught that little friend of yours a lesson, don't make me do the same to you. I do not like liars." He spoke through clenched teeth, and grabbed hold of Grace's forearm.
Grace whipped her head up to look at him, and almost immediately he let go of her arm, only upon hearing the roar of a motorcycle. Just because she was in Shadow Creek, did not mean that she did not have eyes on her at all times. When the bike pulled up, she was relieved to see that it was Nate, and he did not look pleased at all to see the encounter going on between Grace and the Sheriff. When he began walking towards the pair, the Sheriff cleared his throat, and tipped his hat at Grace. "Remember my warning, don't speed.." He shot her a look before moving to get into his car, where he promptly drove off. Nate waited until the Sheriff was gone before moving towards Grace with a questioning look on his face. "Stopped by your place only to see you weren't there...decided to drive around a bit..what was that about?" He leaned against her car, his tattooed arms crossed over his chest. Grace rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "I was speeding..taking lunch to Orion..mind following me to his place? Just in case...you know it's not safe for me to be driving around alone anyways.." He nodded to her and hopped on his bike, following her until she pulled into the parking lot of the Angels club, then he turned around and continued on his way back to Greensville.
Grace grabbed the lunch and walked inside, her mind still reeling about the confrontation. The Sheriff had grabbed her arm hard enough to cause a bruise, and thank God for Nate coming to find her. She might have ended up like Cadence otherwise. When she caught sight of Orion she approached him, slipping him an ultrasound picture before handing him his lunch. "I figured you might be hungry.." She watched as everyone was moving things, and crossed her arms over her chest loosely.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:09 pm
Jasper He nodded his head at the President. That had gone better than he thought. Just wait till he told Cadence how well it went. She wouldn't believe him. But he would also give her the option of relocation. They were adults, had to make the right choice. She deserved choices. Just because he wanted her here with him, didn't mean she should be kept in the dark.
Jasper reached a hand from his pocket to scratch the back of his head. "Thanks.And yea I think I do love her. I've cared for her a long time." As Moira entered the area, Jasp gave her a nod hello, and then began moving things around according to her directions.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:10 pm
Dereck Michael Thompson
Dereck was now sitting in his chair in his office, and he was looking through papers. Making sure to pay certain bills and get things done. He was in the middle of talking with Nate when Maralyn responded to his text. He was asking him to go and checkup on Grace, especially after the argument they had the night before. He was beginning to feel guilty about speaking to her in that manner about her relationship with Orion. It was not his place to butt his head into her relationship, and he wouldn't have liked it so much if she did the same to him. So, he sent Nate to go and checkup on her, and once he was done with the phonecall, he took a look at Maralyn's text. A smile spread across his lips and he leaned back into his chair, propping his feet up on the desk.
Then it's a date. Meet me at my place arounf 7, and we can take the bike to dinner and then a movie. Let me know if anything happens, K
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:27 pm
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak,
you feel like you wanna just give up ~Cadence Jaycey Sinclaire-Caine~ Cadence did not want to appear unfriendly. She was merely suspicious, but that was not reason to be weird toward Lyn. She smiled and agreed. "This week is no good for me. Doubles all week, I can see about a day next week. I will have to see when Grace is free, and see of course if your free." She waved goodbye to the red head. Roger had insisted Cadence take a break. She had eaten buffalo chicken wrap and had a smoothie to wash it down. He wouldn't let her return to work though, nor would the other waitresses. They told her she needed a real break and to be off her feet for a bit. Frustrated with the situation Cadence decided to go out for a bit. She was not going far, just to a couple stores on the block. She found herself in a store for babies. She looked over all the tiny outfits and couldn't help but gush over how adorable the outfits were. She still didn't know the sex and hadn't wanted to know. She had been sure she wanted to be surprised, now looking at all the baby clothes she wasn't 100% on board with that idea anymore. She moved into the furniture portion of the store. She liked the cribs they offered but did not find anyone that she LOVED. She even browsed their catalog to see what they could order and still she was not happy with anything they had. She decided to at least look at the bedding. She was sure she could find something that would work for either a boy or a girl. It wasn't long before she found something that she simply adored. She wasted no time in purchasing the bedding and then a few items that would be used as both functional and decorative pieces in the nursery. Cadence returned about forty-five minutes later and she was lugging several large bags with her. She struggled to get in through the door with her bags. Immediately a waitress a few years older then Cadence came to her aid. "Ready for people to know huh?""I didn't want people talking. I really don't care though. They will talk regardless, and I am not going to let them dim my excitement for this baby.""Good! I am glad your standing up to them all! Time you stopped allowing them to make you feel ashamed of yourself. You have no reason to be." She carried the bags outside. "Put them into my car till your ride arrives."The rest of the day went by pretty fast. It seemed like she blinked and found Anne shooing her out the door. Anne was in her mid-thirties and a very nice lady. Her husband had been a very nice man who was killed in a hit and run the year before. He was a few years older then Anne and they had two little girls together. Brianna who was 9, and Lacey who was 7. Lacey had taken to Cadence. Immediately upon seeing Cadence she pretty much attached herself to her. ~Candie~ But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that sh*t out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
~Eminem
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:46 pm
Jasper Jasper helped the twins move the furniture around. Grace had come to visit Orion, and so the man had left the other members to do as Moira demanded. After getting most of the things in place, and as more people began showing up, Jasper looked at his phone. He smiled, "I'll be back." he announced before leaving. It was finally time to pick Cadie up.
His truck pulled up to the Cafe, and as he turned off the headlights and the engine, he notcied Anne moving around, and Cadie sitting in a booth as he walked in. Jasper walked straight over to Cadence and kissed her forehead,"You ready, Love?"He then turned to Anne,"Thanks, Ms. Anne for taking care of her. You need any help with anything before we leave?"He didn't want to leave the woman if she needed help. It's not like the party had an exact time to start or end. So they could really show up whenever, and all would be the same.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:56 pm
 Location: Dereck's Company: Dereck Wearing: Wearing
Maralyn finished putting all the files back in their proper places, checked the couple animals that were here after surgery still, and then grabbed her things to leave. Lyn made sure the back door tot he clinic was locked, before she moved to Dereck's truck. As she approached, Lyn climbed inside quickly, thinking she had heard something. She debated about stopping at her place before going to Dereck's. If she did spend the night at his place again, then she needed clothes for tomorrow. So it was either stop now, while she had some extra time or possibly be late to work tomorrow. Lyn decided it was better to stop tonight. So she pulled the truck out of the lot, and began driving it to her place, singing with the music on the radio.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 7:28 pm
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak,
you feel like you wanna just give up ~Cadence Jaycey Sinclaire-Caine~ Cadence was seated in a both with Brianna and Lacey. Brianna was quietly reading a book. Lacey was drawing on her drawing pad and speaking to Cadence. She was a very talkative little girl. As Jasper leaned in and kissed her forehead, Cadence slipped a hand about his waist. Rubbing his lower back. "Hey!" She chirped happily and started to rise. Lacey looked up at Jasper. "Who is he Cadie?" "That is Jasper, my boyfriend.""I like his eyes." Lacey stated and Cadence gave her a big smile. "I do too. Gorgeous eyes are my weakness. You know they say eyes are the window to the soul." She said as she patted Lacey's head. "Hi! I'm Lacey!" The young girl said as she slipped out of the booth. "Does Cadie have to leave right night?" She asked as Anne joined the small group. "Oh Jasper darling, haven't seen you around much lately. No, I am fine. Cadence really took care of everything for the most part. I am actually pretty much sitting her till close." She looked back to the kitchen. "Anne, Roger closes the kitchen down about a half hour till. The grills will be off, but he can still drop fried foods." Anne nodded. "I know. Get out of here! You are already doing doubles all week, and still feel guilty cutting out a couple of hours early! Go!""I'm going! I'm going! Oh, my bag's are in Beth's car.""Beth is out back having a smoke, I will grab her keys. You don't need to be around the smoke."Anne went to retrieve Beth's keys. Lacey was now bugging her older sister Brianna. Cadence slipped her hand into Jasper's. She was pleased to actually be able to spend more then 10 minutes with him before bed tonight. The pair chatted breezily in the car. She reminded him to stop by her apartment. Once there she took a quick shower and went into her room to dress. She stood there in her bathrobe trying to decide what to wear. "Jasper! I can't decide!" She yelled as she appeared in the door way with several options in hand. ~Candie~ But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that sh*t out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
~Eminem
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 10:37 pm
Brenen Lawrence
Brenen didn't make rash decisions, he liked to think of all the angles, strategize. He'd made an above 4.0 average in his private school, and never gotten in trouble for anything, ever. Not because he didn't do things that were illegal or against rules, he was just very clever and never got caught.
"We want to monopolize the market. If we don't want to get involved with others dealers and groups. We could use the inventory now, but we'll owe favors and I don't like being in debt. We need to find a bulk supplier that isn't affiliated with any MCs. I want to find a farmer or chemist, someone who only works for us, direct from the source. Buy in bulk for cheap and spike the street price up. With the market monopolized, no one can argue the prices." He was brain storming out loud. "As far as revenge goes, like I said, they're weak right now, all soft from women and babies, weak spots galore." He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I think your right, spread the drugs like a virus, by the time they realize it's there, it's in the blood and there's no cure."
He'd need to make some phone calls, and so would Dylan to try to track down someone to distribute with them only.
Then there was Wren. "Send someone by the shop tonight. Tear the place apart."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 11:15 pm
 Wren Ashby
All day, Wren had felt restless, like something was wrong or off. She couldn't keep still or pay attention to her work. All her appointments had cancelled, and her stomach was feeling knotted.
Millie had replaced her glass over night, and was in and out, setting floor plans and instructing the building process for her Night Club and bar. It was nice having Millie around, and her family felt whole, but something was brewing, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Maybe it was about to storm. It would be a bad one, the clouds were already darkening. She leaned against the frame of the front door, watching the rolling gray puffs.
It was a good day for pie and hot chocolate. She straightened suddenly, an idea light bulb turning on. Millie happened to be coming out of her club not long after her idea.
"Millie." Wren called, then continued once she had her aunts attention. "We're going out for pie and cocoa." Millie didn't need to respond, she'd drop everything she was doing for the sake of her Niece. "I'll round up the boys."
The four piled into Millie's SUV less than five minutes later, headed on to the interstate towards Shadow Creek.
"Sooo... where are we going?" Ivan finally piped up.
Wren didn't answer. The driver and Millie knew where they were going, that was all that mattered, and likely three cars stealthily following behind them to ensure their total safety, and never once would they catch sight of them, they would also know where they were headed.
They parked outside Cadence's Aunt's diner. Ivan was excited to be trying something new, while Declan sulked, ever the skeptic of new things. Millie just watched them fondly, not saying a word.
They made their way inside, settled in to a cozy booth and began looking over the menu. Wren already knew what she wanted, but everyone else scoured the menu and bickered over the selection. Wren leaned back into her seat, smiling at them fondly, feeling warm in her tummy. After months of not being around Millie, one would assume it would be stressed or awkward getting back into a routine, getting used to her bossy quirks again, but instead they fell back into it flawlessly, comfortable and familiar with each other, enough to argue over an appetizer at least.
They ordered in turn and waited patiently for their food.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 2:22 am
Dylan Fleishman Dylan laughed,"Dude, that's why your brothers were already in bed with me. Not only do I have my own set of farmer already throughout the nation, I've bought all the ones down here. Just hadn't had time yet to track down all their old buyers and distributers. Put one of the guys one it. We'll keep those lanes open." He nodded his dark head in agreement to the weakness, "Then I guess you won't care that I have Tommy already after the Reapers new flame. Told him to do what he needs to scare her. Remind him, wont you? Hell call up the MC if you want. See what you can get that way."
Dylan started to walk away to the stairs of the warehouse, calling up for all bodies on deck, "I'll take a few guys, poke around that tattoo parlor. Since they already know your face. We can send a couple others to plant some stuff at the Club Houses. I find it hard to believe none of them would take a trip if it's available."
Dylan picked a few guys to go with him, then a few other he gave some some packets of drugs to plant. If the members didn't touch it and start some type of inside revolt, they could plant more and call the cops down. Keep the damn MC's so busy and stretched thin they won't know where to turn next. As he headed out hopping in his truck, he texted Tommy, ,'All's a go man. Remember make it memorable, but this won't be the last time she'll get dragged in. Make sure she knows that. We want her to jump ship.' Then Dylan was driving down the back side of mainstreet with some guys.He had seen cars leaving the place, so perhaps it was empty, perhaps not.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 2:50 am
Jasper Jasper smiled to see Cadie with the two younger girls, his grin widening when she told Lacey he was her boyfriend. That felt good to hear after all this time. But it faltered as he thought back to his earliery conversation with Orion. If he gave her the choice, would she leave? He turned to Anne as she came around, "Just been busy Ma'am. Your girls look to be growing up beautifully. you let us know if there's anything you need." The poor woman was a widow. Although not everyone would agree with the MC, he believed they should be helping those that need it in town. Anne and her girls would fall into that category. As she mentioned Cadence was working doubles all week, he frowned down at the younger woman.
After putting all of Cadie's new bags full of things for the baby in his truck, Jasper was off driving her back to her apartment. As she got ready, Jasper had taken to lounging on the couch. That is until she came out in only her bath robe, holding clothes in hand. He sat up alert, swallowing a lump that had grown in his throat in 30 seconds. He stood up and moved to her, wrapping his arms around, her and kissing her forehead. He tucked some stray wet strands behind her ear, "Anything will do. You'll look beautiful in it all." He told her softly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 7:06 am
Orion grinned when he saw Grace. Immediately he slipped a hand around her. Allowing it to rest on the small of her back.
"Let's go eat. Guys, I leave you at Moira's mercy. Good luck!" He called over his shoulder.
He was already several feet away with Grace. He lead her into the kitchen. It was filled with women working, so he turned and exited. Next he lead her to his office.
It was extremely tidy, almost like it was all for show. The few personal pieces were a picture of Belle currently, and of another baby. Maybe about two months old in a lavender pair of pants with a white and lavender shirt. A large flowered headband on her tiny head.
Orion set the food down and pulled Grace to him. He brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead.
"Was hoping to have some time with you, before I had to share you that is." He let her go and pulled up the chair from the other desk across the room.
"Have a seat."
Finally he looked at the ultrasound and stared at it.
"I know what it is...and I am excited. I really am but these things never look like babies to me. Looks like a blbby spot." He sunk into his seat, still staring at the picture in his hand.
"Everything looks good?" He asked as he finally set it down and returned his attention to Grace.
Cadence sighed at Jasper's answer. Amazingly charming and sweet. Typical Jasper, but she needed a real answer! She went back into the room and started on her hair. She was using her smaller back up blow dryer. Just trying to get her hair dry. She was going to pull it back. Wearing half up, half down. Add a few curls for decoration and call it done.
She finally decided on one of her denim skirts. The faded light blue one that she loved. She put black sheer leggings under it, her knee high black boots with the three straps and silver buckles along the side. The buckles were decoration since the boots had a zipper down the back. She paired the outfit with her favorite baby tee style 'Avenged Sevenfold' shirt. It was black with red lettering. She spent the most time on her make up though she hated it. She had to cover the bruises, she didn't want people staring or feeling uncomfortable around her.
She applied red glitter nail polish over her black polish. Just for a little sparkle, and finally finished her make up. The red lipstick completed her outfit for the night. She stepped back into the living room, cutting of the song 'Animal' by Nickelback. She switched to her smaller black purse. Putting in only the essentials. Next she grabbed her red hoodie to wear over the tee. Partly because she was cold, partly to hide her bruises.
"I'm ready. Sorry I took so long. The make up ate up a ton of time." She explained as she pointed to her face.
"Don't want to gross anyone out."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 9:03 am
Grace Marie Thompsonwearing
Grace smiled as she passed people. It was a good thing that she had decided to wear a little bit of makeup today, because her scars were less noticeable. Still there, but not as pink as they would be if she had not put foundation on them. Her mind was still reeling about her encounter with the Sheriff, and she knew that she needed to tell Orion about it. Grace looked at both of the pictures, tilting her head at the picture of the other baby. Grace recognized the one as Isabelle, but the other she really had never seen before. After she took a seat, she leaned into his arms, feeling a small smile creep onto her lips. "It won't start looking like a little person for a few more weeks...But yeah, everything looks great. Strong heartbeat." Her hands moved to rest in her lap after handing him the lunch she had packed for him. It was a turkey sandwich, chips, a banana, come cookies, and finally a soda.
After a few more silent seconds, Grace looked down at her hands, twisting them together. "I got pulled over by the Sheriff today.." Her eyes looked up at Orion now, and she took a small breath before deciding to continue. "He was questioning me about Cadie's ex boyfriend. I told him that I had no idea what he was talking about...because I don't." Grace ran a hand through her hair, and closed her eyes for a moment. "He made me get out of the car, and...I mean, I'm in a dress for ******** sake. He made me stand against the car and...frisked me." Just thinking about that man's hands all over her made her shiver a bit, and she shook her head, a small frown pulling at the corners of her mouth. "He stuck his hands all over me..." She crossed her legs, smoothing out the dress she was wearing. "Anyways, he told me to watch my back, and that if I was lying I would regret it...that was when Nate showed up and saved the day." Grace chewed on her bottom lip for a moment.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 9:19 am
Tommy FredricksTommy had been trailing Maralyn like he had been instructed to do so. It was only when he saw her leaving her work alone that he knew he needed to make a move. Especially since Dylan had instructed that he wanted her to suffer a bit. Plus, being that she was the new beau of the President of the Reapers, they could use this to their advantage. Tommy was in one of the vans, and when Lyn turned to go down a street he floored the van, only jumping out of it just in time before it crashed into Dereck's truck head on, going at least 40 MPH. Tommy rolled on the ground for a moment after jumping from the van, but once he came to a stop he walked over to the truck, seeing the mane of red hair in the drivers seat. There was a little bit of smoke coming from both the van and the truck, but not enough to indicate any sort of fire hazard or anything. He moved and pulled open the door to the truck, and after taking a handful of her hair he yanked Lyn out of the truck, making sure that she was laying on the ground. "You made it really easy to come after you, sweetheart." He turned to the side, spitting out some of the tobacco he had tucked into his bottom lip. His eyes looked over her figure for a moment before he stretched her arm out, with the heel of his boot on her wrist. "You should know better than to be affiliated with anyone going against us." As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his foot and brought it down on her wrist until he clearly heard a crunch, indicating that he indeed had broken her wrist. Before he left, Tommy made sure to life Lyn from the ground by her hair, and he placed his hand over her mouth firmly, keeping her screams or protests muffled. He held her with her back to his chest, and lifted her frame off of the ground and into a black van that pulled up, where a few other men helped Tommy pull her inside before taking off, back to the warehouse where Brennan and Dylan were working. As the van pulled up, Tommy had made sure to zip-tie Lyn's wrists together, despite the fact that he had broken one of her wrists. He was told to do whatever he wanted, and he did. The other men helped him carry her inside, where she was strung from a chain hanging from the ceiling, hanging by her wrists. Her toes were barely able to touch the ground.
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