Meanwhile, Ethan was sitting on a chair close to the receptionist."How's your cousin? It has been a while since I saw him. Is he doing well, and why didn't he come today?" he asked, signaling to the receptionist to move closer to him.Bringing out a drink from the freezer, the receptionist moved cl
"Wake up, dude," he said, hitting Michael gently on his face.Waking up, Michael stood up on his feet."Should we get started?" he said, putting on his mask.Luke wore his face mask, shaking his hands."It's either we kill him or he kills us. Everything will be dark right now. Within just fifteen mi
Ethan didn't hear the gunshot, drowned out by the rush of people. The woman holding his leg screamed, but Ethan remained oblivious, his attention caught by an argument between a woman and an old man."Phone calls are 'dead'! I keep calling my husband, but it's not going through. He must have stuck i
The woman didn't get up. Locating her hands, Ethan was about to carry her up when he noticed something on his hands."What's this on my hand?" he mused to himself, sniffing it."Blood?" he asked, touching it again."Are you okay? Is everything okay? Can you please stand up?" he added, sniffing it ag
Michael was about to shoot the gun when Ethan suddenly stood up and kicked him. He quickly grabbed him and stayed at his back, collecting the gun from him.Seeing this, Luke shouted at him."Leave him now, or I'm going to shoot you. Don't make me repeat myself," he said, moving closer to him.Ethan
"Should I kill him, or do you want to die?" He added, smiling."Kill me if you want to. You are going to regret it," he added, looking at Ethan with a serious face."Will the person that sent you come for me if I kill you? I want to meet him as soon as possible. Will he come if I end your life?" Eth
Seeing the gun on the floor, Michael quickly grabbed it angrily with his left hand. Dipping his right hand inside his pocket, he brought out a bullet and quickly put it inside the gun. Before he could target Ethan and shoot, Ethan had already moved closer to him.He punched him in the face, and the
Raymond's manager handed his phone to Raymond. Dialing Angela's number, Raymond smiled."Her number isn't going through," he said, placing his phone on the table."Bring his body here or what are you still waiting for? ," he added, folding his hands.Raymond's manager swiftly left the warehouse and