My Pound Of Flesh

nder it naked, the water trickled down m

e. I was so angry because the bastard got away, but not for long. It was a long hunt after

than ever. I had to exercise my Dominion over New York and also send a message to every other cartel: there is no ro

y to set up some torture sessi

apo, the Account

he

will be heading ov

rime, and who else if not that slimy bastard that ran with my money, It

s one; I will be right th