"If you dare to touch us, Brother Abernathy will never let you go!"
The last man in white shivered as if he had seen the Grim Reaper, his body instinctively backing away.
Fear was in his eyes, endless fear.
"Then let him come!"
With one foot, Aron Jackson stomped down, breaking his neck outright.
"Damn it!"
In an Audi not far from the street,
Theodore Kensington roared, crushing the earpiece to dust!
He had installed miniature listening devices on the four trainers. Everything that happened inside, he knew like the back of his hand from within the car.
It was the experience he had accumulated over years on the streets.
"Aron Jackson! We'll see about that!"
Quince Kensington flipped to the driver's seat, looked at the distant BMW with bloodshot eyes, and slammed the accelerator!
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The south of the city was the most run-down part of Gonzalez City, originally a village within the city. Later, all the residents moved into the city.
