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Carlyle: A Fictional Narrative

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Riley found herself stuck in her car outside The Rub again, unable to remove her seat belt and start her workday.

All this place did was remind her of what happened that night.

Of how she killed a man to provide for and protect her family.

He had shocked her when he kicked in the glass door.

"Hand over the list, Mrs. Parks," Carlyle said, stepping inside. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Oh yeah? Just like you didn't want to hurt my best friend?" She paused for a moment to think of Lacey and then regained her composure. "Or when you threatened Nikki to spy on me?"

He slapped her across the face and she immediately felt blood trickling down her chin as she fell against the desk and then slid to the floor.

"Nikki was a sweet girl, but she …show more content…

"Look... I'm just a mom, okay? With two kids and I got into all of this and I don't know how to get out," Riley muttered. "But none of this was supposed to happen..."

"Just give me the list, Mrs. Parks. Or you and everyone you love are going down," Carlyle said, his voice as flat as if he hadn't heard her speak.

"You see.. that is never...ever... EVER gonna happen," she yelled and lit the book on fire.

"No!" His cry echoed as he reached into the fire which had engulfed the entire desk at this point.

She reached down and grabbed the gun, taking the opportunity to bash him over the head with it. She dropped the gun next to him immediately before bolting out of the door.

She fell onto the ground; her heel had broken from all of the fighting. She fought a few seconds to regain her composure and ran out the salon door.

The Rub exploded in flames behind her.

"Riley!" Evan yelled, running towards her. "You're bleedin'..."

She didn't know what to say; she just let him embrace her tightly as another car pulled up. Kyle stepped out and looked at the them.

She had just killed a man. Riley realized, staring at her husband as his brother hugged

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