Jamole sat to a table of whisky sour and read wine while he dialed Anderson’s phone line. His vengeance was getting thicker and thicker and he couldn’t wait to execute all of it on his enemies.
“Gradually, all my enemies will diminish as dust and disappear as shadow. I will have no rest until I see them exist under feet. I am Jamole Cadry. My wrath knows no termination,” he groaned within himself
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