CHAPTER 112

Benny suddenly had a huge sense of relief soaring through him and his eyes glimmered in a twinkle of serenity.

It was the first time that he really had some sort of relief since he found himself in Mr. Ferguson’s God-forsaken apartment.

Seeing Paul pointing a gun toward Mr. Ferguson’s face made his fist fold in a silent rejoice. Finally, the bastard had been shown who the real boss was, he thought.

He wondered why Paul was even telling him to kneel. He would have loved to see the sight of Mr. Ferguson kneeling at the feet of Paul - it would bring so much satisfaction to his heart. But more than anything, he wanted Mr. Ferguson dead.

Even if he escaped, perhaps Mr. Ferguson could still find him knowing that he was at a loose end but if he was dead, he would feel at peace. He wouldn't even have to hide himself from the sunlight like he previously thought he was going to do.

Mr. Ferguson hovered with a deadly flutter of hesitation as Paul's instruction made its way into his ears. He tho
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