Per usual Johnson’s Soul Food was having a hopping Friday night. Rain, sleet or snow, the restaurant was always busy on the weekends. That’s why they stayed open until midnight on the weekends. Keyonna was busting her ass taking orders and serving food along with her sister, Laquisha. Their parents let them keep the tips, but they didn’t get paid hourly. Staying in the upstairs apartments was their base pay. “Who in the name of hell is that?” Junbug, one of the regulars, slurred loudly. Half the customers and the all the employees out front turned to look out the glass windows to see a black stretch limousine.  
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