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whom I owe some damn money. They must have hired some men to threaten me.”

“How much do you owe?” Benjamin asked, despite knowing that the bullet was actually aimed at his head.

“Almost half a million,” George was frowning throughout. “Without including the interest.” He began sweating a lot, too. “They won’t leave me until they get the money.”

“Why don’t you ask your sister?”

did, and she told me to die,” George said, furrowing his brows. “I’m sure her husband adds tens of thousands of dollars to her

along, “so even if he shoots again, he’ll probably go for the ass.” George’s butt hurt just from hearing those words. “Call the police! Did you call the police?” “No,” he started walking out of the pizza hut. “Wait, where

black jacket, put his helmet on and drove away on his old Harley Davidson bike, the one

At Pure Waters bar.

making a fuss over a nobody?” the voice from

can be brought down by a single man? There should be a limit to your pranks,

a prank, you idiot. Who even put the price on his

about the reason, but it’s the governor’s

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