HANDS OF RETRIBUTION

CHAPTER 102

As the rain splattered on his window, Viper Don reflected on what just happened. Timothy Belton hadn’t been pleased by his words. But Viper Don had expected his reaction. And he knew what he had to do. Timothy was a liability. And he despised that.

Viper Don felt a strong sense of Deja vu. This was similar to what had happened with Jermaine. Jermaine had gone against and had stolen something of much importance to him. And he had lived the consequences of those nefarious actions. Now, Timothy was going to do the same.

Viper Don pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. The phone rang for a while.

“Hello?” A voice greeted.

Viper Don sipped his scotch as he gazed out the window.

“You know what you have to do.”

“Affirmative.”

And with that, the line went dead.

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Timothy Belton felt he had misjudged the rain as he stepped out of Viper Don’s estate. It was cold and he could feel the rain splattered on his face as he stood on the porch. All of a sudden, his car in the