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Eat dinner.

Viv?

Yo, Viv, where you at?

Oh, shit.

Sorry, I was just looking for Viv. Do you know where she's at?

She's out and she won't be home for a long time.

But she just texted me.

I just texted you.

Yeah. I need to talk to you.

I want to see you when you're here

for a channel.

Why?

I can tell you that.

Oh, yes, you are.

I know that people don't come across that. and his money legally.

So if you don't want me to call the police, we can make a deal.

I'm going to call the police.

Watch me.

Look, my dad and I need that money.

So do me and my daughter. Not as much as we do.

It's as simple as making a phone call or going down to apartment 8 and asking

that nice detective what I should do.

What kind of deal are you thinking?

You just need that.

And by saying that, I mean... Okay,

that's it.

Oh, for no deal.

My daughter doesn't keep any secrets from me.

I mean, you know how good you are.

How good you feel.

You don't keep any secrets from me, Tyler.

I know exactly how good you are.

should be orange

I don't know what to say.

It's not the same.

There's this little distress.

And my whole life is all worn and

shut down.

And in it,

In the safe.

Maybe the back of my ledger book.

Go and get it for me.

Until I'm done.

All right.

There's fair.

Can't you? You can do better than that.

That's what you've been working so hard for.

Fuck me like it costs a hundred thousand fucking dollars.

Do you work for it?

I've never worked a day in my life.

I love what I do.

I love screwing them like you.

We'll see who's screwing who.

Let's do it again.

Don't you shake your finger at me, son.

Beg me.

Beg me.

If you want it.

I know where it is.

What if I lie?

You would never lie to me.

How do you know?

You're not strong enough to prove that you're strong enough.

You're strong enough.

Tell me what a bad, bad woman I am.

Tell me what a bad, bad woman I am. So write your book.

The world.

Fuck yes, yes. Oh god.

Please help me. Please help me.

Please.

I'm that expensive little cunt.

Oof.

You didn't fuck me. You didn't fuck me. You didn't fuck me. You didn't fuck me.

I love that. I love that when you're hitting my cheeks like

that. I love when you're really digging into me.

Beautiful, you talk right.

Yes ma 'am.

And she'd be ripping me apart.

Say something nice. Say something nice to me. Say something nice to me. Take

that fucking cart.

Good.

I am... Isn't that enough?

Isn't that enough?

You can't say anything else.

Say something mean to me.

Say something mean to me.

That's what I'm best at.

That's what I'm best at.

Mmm.

That's great.

I never went for a drive that night.

I just waited for my opportunity.

Yo, Viv, where you at?

I knew my mother would meet up with Chris.

I knew she'd sleep with him.

And I knew that in the end, that would buy me enough time.

She always told me, you have to go to whatever length in order to achieve your

end goal.

My end goal wasn't about a never -ending pursuit of money. It was about

happiness.

Finding a place where I could build a home, plant my roots, fall in love.

And I never had the means to do that.

Until now.

I often think back to the life I left behind, wondering how it all went down.

Whether my mother finally paid for all the heartache she'd caused.

Or, if you build the moment, you realize that Z had now become the victim to the

biggest con of all.