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.

...

same time, in the Driscoll residence, the sinister Walter opened his hawk- like eyes from his

he asked in his shrill

Hearing the question, he replied with a grin, "Not only did he

and he barely ranked in the middle-to-lower tier of the Underworld Index, his assassination skills had quite

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

raising the gun in an aiming motion, the bearded man chuckled and said, "Now it's my turn to make a move, right? I've been telling you all along, Mr.

he spoke, he grinned to reveal a mouth full of protruding gold teeth, radiating

sensitive asset that can't see the light of day.

Mr. Burke, don't worry. I'll shoot and kill him as quickly as possible, then return to your side without

off against Andrew, and Mr. Driscoll Senior doesn't like seeing such things, as it's really beneath the Driscoll family's dignity. But

for answers."

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

brilliant golden grin. "Foreign guns might look

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