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Chapter 133: Odds against me

His grandparents were experiencing a holdup on the way.

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Barnard Fletcher was driving the car, Suzanne dropped on the other seat, she had an eerie. "Good grief, Bernie, I never thought he would go out this way."

"It's the serviceperson person's way to go anyway, you can never really tell what's stirring under the covers." He held on to the steering wheel until his knuckles were white. They had stopped for gas.

They were 50 miles away from home. aisled in between shrubs and suburbs. The assassin to aimed a sniper at a truck away from their sedan then she grunted and shot their tires, it burst and the metal scraped on the road.

"It's done, sir." She said.

"Very good." He said giving attention to the Ice cream parlor. He entered and assessed the booths and oreo stools that felt as good as they looked.

His body reflected the environment like an octopus. He took out a tube from his pocket and tapped a few drops of a strange substance in her ice cream.

"Where did he go?" Jessica a
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