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	Lemon sat and listened as each friend said what crap had happened to them within the past few weeks. Everything just seemed to make her get angrier. She just wished there was something she could do or someone who would help. At this point, she didn't trust the cops to do their job. By the time Nick showed up Lemon was willing to do anything. [color=goldenrod]"We've just been talking about how this city is basically screwed."[/color]

	She started remembering what had happened to Ollie and she had to fight to keep back the tears. Everyone here knew that he had been killed. None of them had known it was the dirty rat who had tried to sexually assault her a few years back. [color=goldenrod]"Do all of you remember what happened to me during junior year of high school? Well, about a month back that guy broke out of prison. And horrifying story short he is the one who killed Ollie. And the police know it was him but they aren't DOING ANYTHING! I don't know about the rest of you but I'm fed up with everything about this crummy city."[/color]