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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?”

furrowing his brows. “I’m sure her husband adds tens of thousands of dollars to her bank account every week, yet she always says she’s low on money when I

to kill you,” Benjamin played along, “so even if he shoots again, he’ll probably go for the ass.” George’s butt hurt just from hearing

look back. He wore a black jacket, put his helmet on and drove away on his old Harley Davidson bike, the one he used to

At Pure Waters bar.

a fuss over a nobody?” the voice from the other side spoke. “Did

be brought down by a single

the price on his head?”

know about the reason, but

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