Chapter one hundred and seven

As Gonzalez walked away from the scene of the attack, his mind raced. Who were those men? Who had sent them? He couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something much bigger.

He decided to speak to his contacts in law enforcement and see if they could help him figure out who was behind the attack. But when he tried to make a call, he realized that his phone had been stolen during the scuffle.

Gonzalez knew he had to act quickly. He couldn't let whoever was behind this attack get away with it. He needed to find his phone and get to the bottom of this before it was too late.

He retraced his steps and searched the alleyway, hoping to find any clues that could lead him to his phone. As he searched, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around to see one of the men who had attacked him earlier.

The man was tall and muscular, with a shaved head and a thick beard. He had a scar running down the left side of his face, and his eyes were cold and calculating. Gonzalez
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