Chapter Nineteen

Fred puffed out the smoke from the pipe in his mouth as a bouncer whispered something in his ears.

“Let them in,” Fred said.

The bouncer went to open the door to the VIP section and led Edward and Tyler into the room.

“Good evening, I am from Pete,” Edward said.

“Yeah, he called me to inform me he is sending some guys my way,” Fred said, smoke coming out from his mouth and nose.

Fred gestured to Edward to sit down, and Edward took his seat in the chair opposite Fred while Tyler stood beside Edward.

“I learned you have some dope to sell?” Fred asked.

“Yes,” Edward replied.

“How much is it worth?” Fred asked.

“About three million dollars,” Edward said.

“That's quite a huge amount of money,” Fred exclaimed.

“Yes, I am in urgent need of some money,” Edward said.

“Hmm, I see. Where did you get such a huge amount of dope from?” Fred inquired.

“Are you buying or not?” Tyler said, getting frustrated at Fred's questions.

Fred's bodyguard removed his gun from his pocket, cocked it, and pointed