Chapter 87: Over A Bottle of Beer
"A-what? Half a million dollars each? Are you fucking kidding me?" Augustine's voice rose in disbelief from the other line of the phone. It appears that his sleepiness vanished in an instant.

It's a reassurance for me that he would agree to my pleading. This mission tonight, I cannot do this alone. Augustine was the one who sold my merchandise to those bastards the other night.

And I couldn't stop my heightened senses from telling me that there was more to the story than meets the eye. Whatever that is, I have to unfold it.

"What kind of poisoning was that when you have to pay that kind of amount? They only have normal stomach aches as far as I am concerned. It's not that bad. In fact, some of them even posted to their I*, F*, and Twitter accounts last night. It would be understandable if they were on the verge of death, don't you agree?"

"Couldn't agree more." The cold air that I just ejected out of my nose and mouth steamed every corner of the car I was in. "That's why you have
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