Shiloh waved her hand dismissively. "Dinner and all that fancy stuff don't matter to me. But these sneakers are broken, so you need to buy me a new pair!"

Andrew was amused. "I'll buy you ten pairs!"

Shiloh emphasized, "No, I only want one pair. And look carefully-mine is a brand-name athletic shoe!"

Francesca chuckled. "Shiloh, we recognize the brand. When we go out later, we'll buy you the same style!"

Shiloh looked troubled. "Actually, never mind that. Let's get a domestic brand instead. I want to support locally made products!"

Francesca, Andrew, and Lauren all looked at each other in confusion.

...

sinister Walter opened his hawk- like eyes

Eye didn't succeed?" he asked in

man who was tinkering with various firearms. Hearing the question, he replied with a grin, "Not only did he not succeed, but his whole body was hanging from the concrete wall. It couldn't

martial arts weren't much good and he barely ranked in the middle-to-lower tier of the Underworld Index, his assassination skills had

the Desert Eagle. It was worth noting that this particular Desert Eagle was made of gold, looking extremely

my turn to

mouth full of protruding gold teeth,

see the light of day. If you get involved, the Phelans

Mr. Burke, don't worry. I'll shoot and kill him as quickly

Senior doesn't like seeing such things, as it's really beneath the Driscoll family's dignity. But you need to be quick about it, because if this gets out of hand and

for answers."

tucked the Desert Eagle into his waistband. Then, he picked up the Colt, Beretta, Glock, and other world-famous

77 pistol, and he flashed a brilliant golden grin. "Foreign guns might look cooler,

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