Fifty eight

"What do you think of this spot?" The guy said with a manual grin as they entered the dark alleyway which was in a really rough and abandoned town close to Flame city.

Leonard leaped with his crutches as he was hiding behind Dylan and he looked around in fear. It was a place where thugs came to hang out and smoke. It was scary.

The guy…Dylan sighed as he got fed up. He looked at Leonard and asked, "Who the hell is that?"

"James Lance. You won't believe it when I say his father is a prosecutor. A corrupt one I might add. That was why he said he could kill and get away with it. He's a verified thug." Leonard explained in a voice that only Dylan could hear.

Dylan looked at James making a call.

"Yeah, I have someone that I need you to deal with. He dares to dare me, Ishmael."

Dylan raised a brow, and chuckled, "So you're calling backup, ah?"

James hung the call and looked at him with a self-satisfied smile. "As far as I know, you've got no one, Dylan. I'll mess you up, you might not even
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