Harmed, not Armed.

It was a cool and breezy morning. Brandon took a stroll around the hospital, he was checked by the doctor, and he was allowed to move freely and return back to the hospital. Brandon had decided that he would be going to the company today, and he will also be meeting with the real deal.

They dressed him up in a black tuxedo. He was made to wear trackers on his teeth and his neck. A microphone was also inside his suit so he could communicate with them effectively.

Brandon got inside a black bulletproof limousine that was followed by a convoy. Madrigal and Nathalie sat down beside him inside the car. "Boss, I need to have a private word with you!" Madrigal whispered. "You know they can hear you, right?" Brandon said, loudly. He diverted Estrella and her colleagues' attention from any suspicion.

Madrigal waited until they arrived at the company. Everyone had waited and was ready to listen to him. Marcellus was waiting at the entrance of the elevator to welcome him, but he was stopped f
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