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.

you do, he’ll be

at Wesley before he looked

that if it weren’t for Charlie, he would be

Charlie’s words,

to exert force, he turned around and said to

tied Rhowell’s hands

but

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

recording, turned the

the recording, Rhowell’s voice

poison in the wine in drinks of their family

sleeping pills will take effect in

in about an hour

pills will make them fall asleep first, and the poison will make their respiratory system paralyzed and eventually cause

family of four? Isn’t there five

that night and said she was going to

should be back

that time, she must have thought her family was asleep and would

coldly, “You said

she finds that they were poisoned and died,

“Mr. Richie, please rest assured that I had asked someone to prepare