Childhood friend

The Five hotel owners returned to their homes, each with a missing finger.

When their families and friends saw them, they were horrified.

However, despite numerous questions from their families, the five hotel owners refused to spill the beans about the Doberman clan and the Black foot tribe.

They were aware they were being followed in the shadows by the Black foot tribe.

If they spoke one word out of turn, they would be struck dead.

Moses had never felt this much powerful since he became chairman of Rockechild's Empire.

With an unstoppable force like the Black foot tribe, Moses felt like he could take over the world.

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“Have you heard the news buzzing around the twelve cities?” Joe, the shoe polisher, asked.

Moses flipped the next page of his newspaper, a cigarette burning by the side of his lips. “No, Joe. What about it?”

Joe applied polish on Moses' loafer as he began to gist Moses on the current happenings.

“Five hotel owners got each of their fingers cut off the ot