"Are you planning to stay for good this time?"

"Yeah," Harold's voice was low, "Not leaving... not for a while."

At that moment, Colby approached Harold, and Harold felt an almost suffocating pressure emanating from him.

"You carry the scent of gunpowder," Colby remarked.

The atmosphere around them grew tense.

Harold simply looked at Colby with a calm demeanor.

Jenna chimed in, "Being a soldier for the Costello family, it'd be odd if you didn't have a bit of gunpowder on you, wouldn't it?"

Adler leaned in closer, sniffing the air, "I don't smell any gunpowder. Colby, you sure you're not a bloodhound?"

Harold casually lifted his jacket, revealing a black handgun tucked at his waist. "You're not wrong, it's there. But... it's pretty normal. From what I see, Colby, you're carrying a much stronger scent of gunpowder than I am." "Of course, Colby's scent of gunpowder is heavier than yours."

done yet? Talking about who smells more like gunpowder on such a

her watch. "Around this time, he'd usually

"Forget about these

cast a

this time felt different. She couldn't shake the feeling that something

QUMS

Harold said. "I have things to attend to. I'll

words, Harold turned and left the

waved it off, "Hey, if he's not going, we still will.

about the other

guests aren't fit to

set up a simple round table. The table was laden with grilled skewers, beer, chicken burgers, and finally, a steaming hot pie.

by the

youth, when the old man was making his mark, he loved these junk foods.

old

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