Once again, you my star arctic_beatles, don't change you crazy hoe. ENTER YOUR COVER SUGGESTIONS IN THAT FUCKED UP PLACE WE CALL THE WATTPAD COMMENTS SECTION, MESSAGE ME, OR DROP ME A LINE ON TWITTER (superwholockd14) 

Stupid wattpad wont let me use fuckin at signs. Well, you can just take that at sign and shove it up your-

Okay I'm done

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"Ringo, do you even realize the shit we're in?" John rubbed his temples, pacing in his office. Ringo sat in a leather chair in front of the mahogany desk.

"I-I'm sorry John. I don't know how she got away, I swear."

"That has been the third time so far. We're pushing the limits of how much the authorities know." John sat down at his desk, nerves on edge. "I don't know if you knew, but drug and sex rings are a tad illegal, and you have risked us getting found out too many times."

"You aren't firing me are you?" Ringo was even more worried now.

"I was considering it..." Ringo felt his heart was going to explode out of his chest. "But I can't risk you blabbing to the police. You say anything while you answer to me, we all go. It's better that way."

"Is there anything, anything John, that I can do to fix this?" He pleaded.

"Reel someone else in. The number of people for the bid was set. And if we're even one shy, Paul will have both our asses mounted over his fireplace." He set his glasses higher on his long, pointy nose and Ringo shifted in his seat. 

"Got it. Is there anyone of interest to train?" John had placed his thumb under his chin, with his forefinger crooked beneath his bottom lip. He wracked his brain for names until the lightbulb switched on and his checks pulled up to reveal a grin. John opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a file. he opened it and showed him the picture of a man with a wide smile and brown eyes.

"He works at the dive called 'Abbey Road' jus' outside of town. Train him will ya?" Ringo gulped and took the picture.

"How long?"

"You've got two months. Don't fuck this up if you want to keep your balls." The shorter looked down at the picture and back at John.

"First thing tomorrow."

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Woo woo! Let's light this candle. Hold on to your knickers, its gonna be a bumpy ride (lol, ride). I'll do my best to keep up with updates, since I basically have no time management XP.

That crazy ginger bitch,
Maggie xoxo <3