Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

“Sir,” John called out. “I never pegged you for such a loyal friend.”

Scarface glared at him. “Don’t talk to me. You’re a slippery eel. I know you’re just talking to me because you’re trying to escape. Well, let me tell you this; you won’t stand a chance.”

Since he had chosen to sacrifice himself by staying behind with the hostages, he was determined not to be fooled by this man anymore.

John’s heart sank. “Sir, I’m not trying to escape. I just wanted to make small talk, that’s all.”

Scarface sneered. “Well, if you’re feeling lonely, you can talk to that old geezer next to you. He’s been here a long time and didn’t have anyone to talk to. Perhaps you guys can be friends and accompany each other when you go to heaven!”

Scarface’s words made John’s skin crawl. He was about to say something else, but Scarface pointed the gun at him.” Shut up, or I’ll shoot you.”

Instead, he turned to the man next to him. “Hello, sir. Tell me, how rich

voice had turned raspy from misuse. He could not utter a

men kidnap you in the first place? Come on, tell me. I’m just curious. I’ve

to get your hands on my money even if

hear this. “So what if I can’t get

sneakily

Scarface was holding a gun, the clothes he wore looked cheap

was clear that Scarface was probably just as broke as him and had been forced to do this for a

out a cough and winked at Andy. “Well, if you’re willing to promise us some of your money, we might actually stand a chance of getting it. I’d like to experience what it’s