The Charismatic Charlie Wade

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, he’ll

Rhowell glanced at Wesley before he

knew is that if it

Charlie’s words, Wesley

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

stepped forward, tied Rhowell’s hands behind him,

but

last fight failed, Rhowell was waiting for the judgment of fate like the defeated

found the recording, turned the volume to the

recording, Rhowell’s voice

the wine in drinks

sleeping pills will take effect in

take effect in about an hour and a

sleeping pills will make them fall asleep first, and the poison will make their respiratory

“A family of four? Isn’t there five

home that night and said she was going

guess she should be

that time, she must have thought her family was asleep and would not find

coldly, “You

that they were poisoned

rest assured that I had asked someone to prepare enough