The Powerful Dustin Rodriguez

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He waited but nothing happened again. Then the bar owner walked outside. He was really tall for any man at all. Though slender too, he still looked intimidating.

“You know, I've heard so much about men like you before. I just can't believe that I would happen to meet one here in real life.” He said to him.

“Men like me?what's that's supposed to mean?” Dustin frowned.

From the look of things, Dustin had a conclusion drawn. He would try to stall for as long as he could. Maybe somehow, Thiago would have finally picked up and come around. He would have called if Vincent and Bobby, but he wanted to solve this problem on his own.

“Yes. Thieves. Liars. Arrogant fools.” Replied the man.

“Let me just tell you this,” Dustin said. “I can save myself here. There are many ways I can do that. But for some reason, I find myself wanting to prove something to you. To never judge a book by its cover.” Dustin said.

“I want a drink. Something very strong.” He said. The man roared out in laughter but he la