The Tattoo
"It's the tattoo. I recognize it. I know who's behind all of this.” Arnold said again, his teeth clenched as shocking wrath coursed through him.

He should have known better. His assumption was correct, but the fact that someone close to him had done something so heinous hit him like a punch in the gut.

How could he? How could the motherfucker hide behind some ridiculous disguise to conceal such nefarious intents and terrible intentions towards an innocent man like Mr. Xiu?

Arnold was enraged by these questions and thoughts. It disgusted him to the core, and the words replayed in his head repeatedly.

He could almost smell the foolery in the air, and frigid wrath grabbed him, each thought threatening to overpower and consume him whole.

"You know who's behind all of this?" Sasha interrupted his thoughts, and Arnold nodded curtly.

"The cretin!" Arnold hissed to himself, hands clinched, his gaze returning to the blurry screen.

He wanted to double-check the tattoo on the man's wrist j
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