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.”

you can

left, leaving Carol

some thought, she called Frank. “Hello?

surprised with Carol’s

today after he came home,” Carol quickly said. “I was really worried something bad would happen to him. Since you’re more or less the same age, could

Frank

home,

not bent on

exclaimed anxiously

get him right now,

Trevor to send him everything he had on Brock, since. Fred definitely wanted revenge against

Frank got in his call and sped off, calling Fred repeatedly

answered,

had enough of the

had promised to help with Fred’s revenge, only for Fred to refuse-did

the evening, many of his colleagues greeted

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