Everything belongs to me

YEAR’S WORTH

“What are you doing here, Sir—?” Jeremiah asked the man who walked closer to him, Trey, and their assigned victim, Alexander, but was cut off before he could finish his sentence.

Francis brought out an unsealed pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He pushed the top backward, exposing the scanty arrangement of cigarettes inside and then he took out one stick from it.

He carried the cigarette to his mouth and the pack back to the pocket it had come from. From his other pocket, he brought a lighter and used it as intended before returning it.

Francis took in a lungful of smoke and then exhaled.

“You’re here asking stupid questions when a delicious proposal like that has just been made. Real or not, you two should have jumped at the opportunity before anything else but you chose doubt instead.” Francis said, shaking his head in disappointment as he smoked and got even closer

“Honestly, I don’t even know who to blame here. The meatheads who undervalued an opportunity or the one who brought