Fred had made those handmade guns himself but never used them for years.

He concealed them under his clothes and stepped out of his room.

Carol was already cooking, and seeing her son, she quickly said, “Dinner’s ready soon. Go set up the table.”

“I won’t be needing dinner,” Fred said, walking up to her side. “I’m leaving soon.”

“Leaving?” Carol was taken aback. “It’s going to be dark soon.”

“Something came up at the office,” Fred explained. “Also, if anything happens, you should call Frank Lawrence.”

Carol’s female intuition was screaming to her right then that something bad was going to happen. Grabbing Fred by the arm, she asked, “What are you hiding from me, Fred? You know tell me, whatever it is.”

“I’m fine,” Fred smiled. “You’re being paranoid now, Mom. I’m going now.”

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left, leaving Carol ruminating the seemingly loaded meaning in his

thought, she called Frank. “Hello? Is this

when he was surprised with Carol’s

Fred was acting weird today after he came home,” Carol quickly said. “I was really worried something bad would happen to

Frank asked,

home, and then left

on getting revenge, was

Carol exclaimed anxiously

“It’s no big deal-I’ll go get him right now, and I promise to bring him back in

everything he had on Brock, since. Fred definitely

in his

never answered,

had enough of the

help with Fred’s revenge, only for Fred to refuse-did Fred somehow believe he

in the evening, many of his colleagues

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