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“Don't fucking ask questions! Just fucking do as I've instructed, do you hear me?!” Drew barked, frustration evident on his face. He would be a dead man in ten minutes when the timer is off!

And these fools are asking questions instead of doing their jobs! If only he could open his chest and tell them that they would be all blown to bits if this isn't carried out but that was going to put him in more trouble with Byron.

“What? Do you want me to call the boss now and explain to him how you all are trying to discard and disobey his orders?!” Drew thundered.

“Okay… relax… are you crying?” One of the men noticed Drew's eyes ask, concerned in his tone.

Sucre resisted the urge of bursting out laughing.

“Hold it in, Sucre… don't blow this up.” Byron whispers.

“I'm trying..ha..” Sucre bit his lower lip, trying not to laugh. The situation was so fucking funny as he could see the bomb they set on Drew's chest was doing a great job. He must commend Byron for bringing out such brilliant ideas e
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