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AARAN RUSSO
3 DAYS LATER
“No, I will handle the situation.” I speak while taking a sip from the black coffee. Alexander is sitting in front of me, and his son Mark right beside him smoking like he will die the next morning. Motherfucker is the one who has been putting unnecessary drama asking me to get rid of Ethan as soon as possible.
“What if you back off?” Mark asked, and I kept the cup on the table before leaning a little towards him, my fingers intertwined as I say. “You know we both can't betray each other. You have my secret, which is why you are blackmailing me to get rid of Ethan but I also have your secret, the recording where you're talking about killing the Chief. I won't betray you nor you can.” He nods a little and I straighten my back.
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