It did not take long for Samuel’s orders to reach Hound.

“Well done, Hound. Mr. Black Bear says to find a way to lead Zeke Williams to the abandoned warehouse in Dunst. The reward will be three million.”

Three million!

Hound’s eyes lit up.

With this amount of money, he could live in luxury for the rest of his life!

He quickly contacted Joshua, “Good job, Joshua. Mr. Black Bear says to find a way to draw Zeke Williams out to the abandoned warehouse in Dunst. The reward will be a one-time payment of one million.”

Joshua became too excited that he failed to speak well.

A million?

One million?

All the girls in Whiteridge will throw themselves at me, and I’ll get to play with as many of them as I please.

He pondered for a moment and soon came up with a brilliant idea. “Do me a favor, Hound. Zeke Williams will be passing through County 324. Toss some broken glass or nails over the main road. That’ll definitely puncture his tires.”

Hound smiled, “Sure, no problem. We’ll split the one-million profit equally between us.”

“Won’t 70-30 do, Bro?” Joshua asked carefully. “We were the ones who’d encountered Zeke Williams in person, after all. You’re only lurking in the shadows...”

“You talk too much. 60-40. Don’t push your luck.”

Joshua gritted his teeth, “Fine. 60-40 it is.”

Hound’s greed was immeasurable. He was already secretly keeping two million for himself. Nonetheless, he had still wanted an additional four hundred thousand.

Joshua hung up and turned to Jonas. “Let’s go, Dad. Time for us to make some big money!”

Soon, the duo headed towards Zeke Williams in an old Chevrolet minivan that they had stolen.

...

Zeke Williams drove on the County 324 highway in boredom.

He looked around in expectation, anticipating Samuel’s sneak attack.

Yet, after waiting for so long, there seemed to be nothing happening.

Zeke’s patience was wearing thin.

He had thought about using this chance to dispose of Samuel, taking over Riverdale’s underworld forces, making it back home before nightfall.

He looked forward to telling his wife that he had just snagged another project worth five billion for the Linton Group. The woman would surely be surprised.

“Is Samuel that much of a wuss? He’s not chickening out, is he?”

Just as he began to worry, a pile of broken glass on the road ahead caught his attention.

The pile was obviously laid there on purpose.

A smile formed upon Zeke’s lips. “It’s about time.”

He brazenly drove over the broken glass.

Unfortunately, he had underestimated his tires.

The tires did not blow out.

Frustrated, Zeke set his gear in reverse and drove over the glass again.
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