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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR

LANDON:

There was no end to this. No end to everyone trying to snatch something from me.

"Hey, I would like to talk to your inspector or supervisor. Whosoever that's in charge. And, I would love to contact one of my lawyers," I ordered. The van they tossed me into felt cramped and these guys were masked, exchanging uneasy glances without saying anything. Almost like each glance was a silent communication.

No one responded. Rather they began to put on thick masks that prevented the penetration of gas. What was their deal? The van didn't have any form of gas emitting anywhere. I could easily take out the two guys sitting one at my left and the other at my right. However, what about the two in front of me and the three sitting behind me gripping fearfully onto their gun? Then there was the driver and the guy sitting with him, making them a total of nine men. The other vans held the same number of men or slightly more. There was no way fighting them wouldn't result in bloodshed and that w
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