Chapter 97

his eyes off him, takes off his jacket and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, then pulls out of his pockets a pair of gloves like the ones he wore last time and true terror is portrayed on Rickon’s face, who looks to the prosecutor. -I’ll stand up…-he tells her, leaving the chair empty-. And I’ll look the other way. -Nooo…! – the scream is silenced when Gerard approaches dangerously with his fist in his fist, but Rickon raises his handcuffed hands – Wait! I’ll tell him what he wants, really. -Well – says Goodman without turning around – Is Rafael Williams part of your father’s organization? -Yes – Gerard just looks at him with the clear intention of killing him, but Rickon retracts -, only he doesn’t know it. -What does that mean? -I joined his company, as a waiter, and I was in charge of distributing… – Tell me something I don’t know, Bowman. Was Rafael Williams aware of your operations? And you better think about that

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