Chapter 93

Baker had a gut feeling that Aaron was about to face a major misfortune.

Outside, the longer Aaron waited, the more anxious he become. Why was there no sound coming from the alley? Had something gone wrong?

He was eager to go in and check, but several young men blocked him, not allowing him inside.

After what felt like an eternity but was only about twenty minutes, there was finally some movement in the alley.

A group of people came out.

Leading them was Baker.

Tucker, followed behind, sporting a black eye and a swollen face

out without glancing sideways, not giving

he passed Aaron, he lifted his gaze towards

a single look from him

as if a giant hand was squeezing Aaron’s throat. He couldn’t utter a

Baker, with a

reached his motorcycle parked at the front, swung his leg over it, put on his helmet, started the engine, and drove

death. They

exten!!

that Baker inflicted the injuries on

glanced inside

wall, the setting sun casting a glow on her partially exposed clothing,

was bowed, her messy hair cascading down, hiding her facial expression. Aaron could clearly see the red marks on her arm. “Here are the photos!” Tucker threw a phone at Aaron, almost gritting his teeth. “I’ve done what you asked, but if I don’t see the money. you’re

beat Aaron to a pulp

him

holding back his anger,

on the phone. His face lit

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