Holy shit!

“EXTRA TEN MILLION FOR A REMINDER TO NOT FUCK THIS UP,” he smiled and texted back.

“YOU BET,” Kennedy says, dropping his phone on his side as a smile escapes his lips.

*****

Wayne decided to drive home straight on the day Mr Cooper had allegedly accused him of being responsible for their car crash.

Although he hadn't heard from the D.P.O but it was also the least that could be his problem. He wouldn't care if they spent their life in jail, they all deserved pain.

Due to the incident, Wayne wasn't able to stop by to talk to his boys, he had only texted them, informing them that he wouldn't be coming.

“CANCEL OUR MEETING, I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I WILL BE ABLE TO STOP BY NEXT WEEK,” Wayne had texted.

“ALRIGHT BOSS,” Blake texted.

It's been three days since the incident. Wayne wasn't feeling too well, he had woken up with a sharp headache and high temperature, so he decided to stay back home.

It's nine thirty five AM, Linda walks in with a glass cup of orange juice on a tray.

“Good da
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