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 be

before he

he knew is that if it weren’t

words,

said to one of his

tied Rhowell’s hands behind him,

but kneel on

was waiting for the

recording, turned the

recording, Rhowell’s voice came, “Mr. Richie, it’s

pills and poison in the wine in

will take effect

take effect in

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

asked him, “A family of four? Isn’t there

night

she should be back very

must have thought her family was asleep

coldly, “You said it

were poisoned

that I had

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