Chapter 333

Fred had made those handmade guns himself but never used them for years.

He concealed them under his clothes and stepped out of his room.

Carol was already cooking, and seeing her son, she quickly said, “Dinner’s ready soon. Go set up the table.”

“I won’t be needing dinner,” Fred said, walking up to her side. “I’m leaving soon.”

“Leaving?” Carol was taken aback. “It’s going to be dark soon.”

“Something came up at the office,” Fred explained. “Also, if anything happens, you should call Frank Lawrence.”

Carol’s female intuition was screaming to her right then that something bad was going to happen.

Grabbing Fred by the arm, she asked, “What are you hiding from me, Fred? You know tell me, whatever it is.”

“I’m fine,” Fred smiled. “You’re being paranoid now, Mom. I’m going now.”

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with those words in parting, he left, leaving Carol ruminating the seemingly loaded meaning in his

she called Frank. “Hello? Is

arrived home when he was surprised with Carol’s

really worried something bad would happen to him. Since you’re more or less the same age, could you check on him

Frank asked, perplexed.

home, and then

not bent on getting

exclaimed anxiously just then.

“It’s no big deal–I’ll go get him right now, and

to send him everything he had on Brock,

Frank got in his call and

never answered, leaving Frank

almost had enough

with Fred’s revenge, only for Fred to refuse–did Fred somehow believe he

the lobby of Brock Estates in the evening, many of his colleagues greeted

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