That was it. The last straw. Nadia had pissed me off for the last time and I was going to let her know it. I had to forcibly unclench my jaw and I picked up the phone and dialed the number my friend had give me a few days ago. I had been telling him how much Nadia pissed me off and he jokingly wrote down a phone number and told me it was immigration and I should get her deported. I flipped my long brown hair out of my eyes as I waited patiently as six rings went by. Finally someone answered. "Hello this is the INS main office how my I help you?" the female voice came across in that fake chipper secretary voice. "Id like to report and illegal alien please," I replied and then waited while she switched me to the correct person. "This is Mr. Jones, I understand you have and alien to report. May I have your name please?" Mr. Jones had one of those agent style voices, deep and cryptic. "My name is Rafe....and thats all. Just Rafe," I replied. "Ok then just Rafe, tell me what you know," ...
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