ON-SET

AT BRANDON’S MANSION.

"Get down on your knees before I blow your head up!" Brandon roared. A sigh went down Madrigal’s body as he fought off the urge to explode his anger and distress. At the same time, he wanted to show how vulnerable he felt after what had happened to him.

Brandon knew he wasn't himself, and he was just covering up since he returned last night with Nathalie. "Should I ask my men to beat you up before you start spilling?" Brandon marled. And Madrigal’s curiosity stirred up within him to ask whatever was going on.

"Please don’t kill me; I was just taking orders; RAD gave me some money and asked that I follow Fredrick Silverrio; that’s’ all," the youngster cooed, jittering in fear of the unknown that might be done to him.

"But why will he do that?" Madrigal gaped, watching the young boy retreat his steps like he had somewhere to run to.

"I guess RAD is out of hiding, and after Fredrick again, here’s my chance to finally meet your brother’s killer, Madrigal."

Madrig
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