"No..."

Lydia was clutching her head even as Jane stomped on her and kicked her viciously in the stomach.

All Lydia could do was cry in frustration, not even understanding how things turned out like this.

Frank looked on, his glare icy.

"Stop," he growled, but Jane was not showing any sign of stopping.

Frank strode up right then, catching her by the wrist and snapping, "I told you to stop, you hear?!"

"Fuck you! I still had yet to get you back for fucking with us, and you're already messing with us again?!"

Laughing coolly, Jane swung her other hand at Frank to slap him.

Frank was incensed right then.

Instead of dodging, he caught Jane's wrist and squeezed.

There was a vague crunch of bones, and Jane dropped to the floor, her arms suddenly limp as she screamed like a gutted pig. "Fucking brat! How dare you mess up my turf!"

seeing his lover being

goons came charging into the entrance, led by a thug sporting

was chewing on bubble gum and had a look as if he was

one's the troublemaker, boss?"

Bode bellowed furiously,

leader beckoned at his men

breath and laughed savagely as they

simply looked on,

to her

and

The Run, Mr. Lawrence!

are Mr. Swain's

are

"Run? Hah, too late!"

prick! You can afford

"Hmph."

coolly. "Against small fries like you? That's beneath

whip out the gold card that Gene gave him to reveal who he

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