“This is stupid, how on earth have we not done anything to Keith? I thought this motherfucker was meant to take care of him, I wonder why you are still stalling.” Kain was angry and frustrated, he paced around the room breathing rather heavily. Kruger was lying down on a couch close to Kain, he was throwing a glass ball up and down trying to distract himself from Kain’s nagging. “Take a seat would ya? You’re making me nauseous, there is no way for me to kill him now that Marx is roaming around. And the funny thing is that they are waiting for me to strike so they can end me.” “You say that like you are afraid of both men, you mean that you are scared of Keith and Marx?” Kain was looking at Kruger, he wanted him to say why he was avoiding Keith and Marx like a plague. Kruger looked at him with a smile on his face, he was looking at Kain trying to see if he was going to see anything that would show him that Kain was not an idiot. “You might be the dumbest wanker I have ever seen in m
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