Andre fumbled as he took out his phone, as thumbed through the menus Rhowell suddenly dived towards him, trying to grab the phone.

Rhowell was single minded… If Andre said there was a recording, there must be one.

Once that recording was played for everyone, he was dead.

Even if Charlie didn’t kill him.

The mafia would not let him live.

With all his strength Rhowell leapt forward, no matter the cost the phone must not survive.

No phone.

No proof.

He shot towards an unsuspecting Andre, mindlessly navigating his phone.

As Rhowell began to move, so did Wesley.

With lightning speed Wesley grabbed Rhewell’s wrist and bent it backwards.

Rhewell wailed in pain.

“Don’t destroy his hand, Wesley.” Charlie spoke nonchalantly.

do,

glanced at Wesley before he

is that if it weren’t for Charlie, he

words, Wesley

continuing to exert force, he turned around and said to one of his men and

Temple soldier immediately stepped forward, tied Rhowell’s hands behind him, and

help but kneel on the

was waiting for the judgment

found the recording, turned the volume to the

Rhowell’s voice came, “Mr. Richie,

pills and poison in the wine in drinks

take effect in

effect in

pills will make them fall asleep first, and the poison will

“A family of four? Isn’t there five

at home that night and said

she should be back very

her family was asleep and

said coldly, “You

she finds that they were poisoned and died, everything will

that I had asked someone to prepare enough gasoline in the

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