Chapter 317

Juan sat across from Stanley, his face shrouded in the dim, flickering lights of the abandoned factory. The atmosphere was thick with danger and unesse, the silence broken only by the muffled pleas of Stanley, his words.

mothered by the tape across his mouth.

Juan gave Joe a nod, and the latter stepped forward, ripping the tape off Stanley’s mouth.

“Help! Help!” Stanley screamed, but there was no response, only the cold echo of his own desperation.

Joe reminded him, “We’re out in the suburbs, and it’s midnight. No one will come to your rescue, and no one will hear you.

“What do you want? Juan, I helped you. How can you turn on me like this?” Stanley snapped.

Juan ignored his childish outburst. Joe swiftly took Stanley’s phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Juan.

each passing second. Finally, he reached over, opened a nearby shredder, and tossed the phone inside. The shredder roared to life, the sound of grinding metal

he issued his command. “Throw him

“Yes, sir.”

insane? This is murder. The CEO of Nichols

Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue

hoisted Stanley high before

“Now?”

“Now”

go of the rope, a sudden echo of applause filled the factory.

find this place so quickly. He narrowed his eyes

some use. Debra

voice dripped with cruelty. “A thankless wretch like him is useless. Better to

to kill,”

men immediately closed in, creating

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