Sitting in his vehicle, Alan slowly buckled his seatbelt and remained motionless, before suddenly going on a rampage. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!The poor vehicle didn't know what it did to piss off its owner. Do you know how it feels like to plan how you would spend non-existent money that would soon be yours, only to have it pushed back or delayed by one thing or another? The feeling was painful! If there was a kid with ice cream by his side now, he would grab the cone, throw it on the floor and trample on its lowly existence until his shoes wore out. Then there was the matter of changing her secretary. Well, because Mya was there, he didn't bring it up. However, it had to be done even if Lydia wrote her will today. Why? Because they needed a spy closer to Lydia who would follow her like Mya follows Lydia everywhere. At least until they kill her off, they must always know where she is, what she was doing, who she met with, what she liked, what she hated, what she planned for, and every
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