2023-06-25 06:00:51Somewhere in America.
"George, are you certain that the man you selected will carry out the instructions and not just give up midway?" asked Aubrey.
They were the sole occupants of a lavishly furnished room, accompanied by a towering screen exhibiting stock market charts before them. They were conversing to pass time as they awaited the execution of the planned attack and for the results of it to be reflected on the large screen.
All necessary preparations and instructions had been meticulously programmed into their systems, leaving only the execution of their prearranged commands.
"You needn't worry, Father," George responded assuredly. "If he still desires the safe return of his family, he will fulfill our instructions."
"Remember, son," Aubrey imparted, attempting to instill a valuable lesson. "Do not assume that something will be accomplished until it is actually done. Otherwise, you may find yourself betrayed at the most unexpected moment. It
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