Chris Bolton's Unexpected Rise To Wealth And Fame

CHAPTER 165

Thomas Bolton ended a call and hurried out of his lounge and headed straight to his room where he hurriedly changed out of his indoor clothes of a grey T-shirt, a pair or black sweatpants and a black robe and into a pair of black pants, a black dress and wjdb a navy blue blazer then he hurriedly attended to his hair and put on some perfume and hurriedly walked to his door where he paused for a moment to try to compose himself and school his features into their normal state of not giving away his emotions. When he was sure he had everything under control he calmly opened the door and walked out calmly like he wasn't in any sort of hurry whatsoever. I'm the same manner he walked downstairs and out the door and straight into his vehicle which was waiting in the middle of six escort vehicles then the convoy pulled out of the driveway and joined the stream of vehicles on the road. It had been four days since Richard had been shot and Thomas had just been called almost an hour ago with the