KILL HER

“It's almost 5pm, it's going to be dark soon, don't tell me to relax, Sucre.” Byron warned, walking back and forth in the warehouse.

“I know you're worried, in fact, we all are. She's our little doctor here. But hey… do you think it's enough reason to reschedule your meeting with Franklin Rock?” Lincoln asked. “Why not calm down and wait for an update from your men, I'm sure they'd find her if indeed she's missing.”

“He is right, Byron. Who knows, we could wake up to find out Franklin is dead just like Beatrice, and then what?” Tbaj said truthfully.

“Listen I don't know about you but I'm tired of walking without being cautious of a stray bullet or an attack.” Tbaj added.

“Fuck you all!” Byron grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the warehouse in anger. He got into his car and zoomed off to the location he was meant to meet up with Mr. Rock. By the time he's done with the man, Sara better be back home or his men better have good news on her whereabouts before this was no longer funny
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