NO ONE TO LEAD.

AT THE GLASS HOUSE.

Torillio made his grand entrance with his men, displacing all the guards that were formally at the glass house and replacing them with his men. "Follow me !" he commanded Fredrick as he put on his mask, proceeding to enter the glass house with it.

"Wait, have you thought about this very well? What if they press charges against you for the killings? What if Stephanie shows up? You can’t be too reckless because you’re now powerful," Fredrick warned him.

"Get your hands off me," Andallio coerced, pushing him away. "I will do what I want; I want them to know so they can respect me!" he yelled.

Fredrick doubled up and blocked him again. "Andallio, listen to this," he uttered. "Call me RAD," he replied violently, kicking the door in front of him.

"The only reason Brandon is alive now is because he’s in that cell; once he steps out, he’s dead meat because he’s no longer immune. Do you want to make the same mistakes?" Fredrick asked him dreadfully.

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