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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leaving Carol ruminating the seemingly loaded meaning in

thought, she called Frank. “Hello? Is this

arrived home when he was surprised with Carol’s call. “Yes, it’s me, Madam Zims. What’s

acting weird today after he came home,” Carol quickly said. “I was really worried something bad would happen to him. Since you’re more or less the same age, could you check on him and

left?” Frank asked, perplexed.

home, and

on getting revenge,

exclaimed anxiously

worry, ma’am,” Frank quickly assured her. “It’s no big deal–I’ll go get him right now,

he hung up, Frank promptly called Trevor to send him everything he

got in his call and sped off, calling Fred

answered, leaving Frank frowning.

almost had enough of

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

Brock Estates in the evening, many of his

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