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But, as the saying goes, âevery dog ââhas its day.â And for these guys, it came today, before the sun even rose.
How did they find them? Thatâs the juicy gossip! Turns out it wasnât some CSI-worthy intelligence work. No sir! It was a classic tip-off. Rumor has it in the halls of the Prosecutorâs Office that it was a scorned woman, one of the gang leadersâ girlfriends, who spilled the beans. Apparently, the âButcher Bossâ cheated on her with her best friend, and the girl, fierce as hell, decided that if he wasnât hers, he wouldnât be anyone elseâs, and certainly not free. Damn right, what a guilty pleasure!
She gave the exact location of the âsafe houseâ (which was more like a seedy dive) where they were hiding.
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