"Look where you going, Sir Andrew," A burly police officer was in front of him. Andrew had never seen him in his life, but his size and body shape reminded him of Viviani."Sorry, Officer. I got a little distracted.""Tell me with what?"Andrew was very confused but managed to remember why he was so breathless."The owner of a snack bar nearby threatened to attack me.""Wait, explain this well. Out of the blue, a snack bar owner tried to attack you?""No, I wanted to buy my dinner and he didn't accept the card, then I brought cash and he didn't have a change & when I offered him the money I had in exchange for what I wanted, he wanted to kill me.""Does he have an establishment in a public area and does he have a preference with customers?! Do you have the money with you, Sir Andrew?""Yes, not a note flew.""Okay, then let's go there right away."Andrew lowered his head as if he didn't want to leave where he was."What's the matter, Sir Andrew? Don't you want dinner?""No, it's not t

Andrew looked through the wooden gaps below his feet and noticed that was, after all, a customer who was waiting to be served near the counter."I'm relieved it's just a customer. F*ck! I almost got caught, I can't stay here any longer I have to get out of here immediately."Andrew looked at all the things he had touched and after closing the drawer, he put the package he had taken with him."It must be cocaine I'll take a package with me, maybe one of my future subordinates in West Lincoln will know where it came from."(I came to live here and I didn't even know that Viviani sold this type of product, after all, that's how he makes the dough for his pizzas. That's why he has such loyal customers."Andrew silently was stairs down."What do you want?""I came here because it was the only place open at this hour. Give me three pizzas."Andrew took the money from the customer and left the store as quickly as he could."I'll be right back, I'm going to get the chef. He's out smoking. Wai

Andrew remembered his school days. Where his colleagues always had some quality that distinguished them, he was the only one who did not identify with anything. Maybe in being the poorest.It was several days that Andrew dreamed of being able to be special in something. He wanted to be able to run fast. He wished he could be a good fighter, or he wished he could be the biggest flirt in school. But he didn't fit any of those qualities, not even being the funniest.“Hey, Andrew! Come here and finish off these f*cking vegetables I hate to eat!” shouted Jimmy in the school cafeteria.Andrew didn't worry too much about it, it was food after all. Food was the least he had at home. What bothered him the most about having to eat those vegetables was when his face was pushed into the plate.Jimmy did this in the company of many other colleagues. For it was fun watching Andrew eat the vegetables as if he was really enjoying them."Does anyone really like peppers? He must have been crying from e

A shot was fired and Dante's body fell lifeless to the ground. The asphalt was starting to turn red. Many members of MAKE A WISH who looked at it were stunned, that man had gone crazy. Gabriel hit Bill's head with his gun. And this time he almost fainted.The ground was icy and Bill's cheek was frozen to the ground. Gabriel would step on his head and look at all of his subordinates, including the one who was lying on the ground after having taken the shot.At that moment Andrew, was scared by all that. He couldn't believe Dante had just been shot in the middle of the temple."What? Could be a lie. He can't be dead. This is a lie. That isn't blood.""Monsieur, calm down, I'll check now if he's alive."Gabriel spoke as if he really didn't know that Dante was dead, he just wanted to calm down Andrew who seemed to be getting stunted. "Steepppp! Steeeeppp!" He approached the body, and after giving Dante a kick in the chest, he verified that the body had no reaction."It's monsieur... he's

“Yes, You can.”Yelena approached the gentleman.“Please, just take the shoes.”“Oh, really?”And Yelena started to take off her shoes, but the old man soon asked her to stop."Don't worry, darling, it's just a joke."“Oh, okay, sorry about that.”“Take a seat, dear.”He was wearing a blue suit. And inside the suit, he still wore a vest over his white shirt. But he was really barefoot. That floor was polished wood. It had some stripes that formed a square and inside these squares there were characters.“I want to be able to work with you.”“With us? What do we do?”“Well, you support Andrew.”“Is that all you know about us? Then you know wrong. You see, make a wish is an organization, that does much more than that. Make a Wish is present in all parts of the world.”That old gentleman paused dramatically.“Currently, Andrew is our patron. But above all. We are here to shape the world in our own way.”Another dramatic pause.“People call us owners of everything and everyone. Some were b