"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

glancing at her watch. "Around this time,

Jenna linked arms with Sophie. "Forget about these stinky men, let's

a

She couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed

QUMS

won't be joining," Harold said. "I have things to

words, Harold turned and

not going, we still will. It's just us for dinner tonight

"What about the other

"The other guests aren't fit to

round table. The table was laden with grilled skewers, beer, chicken burgers, and finally,

stunned by

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

the old man

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