The slayer

They could not even consider the possibility of Mrs McCoy lying to them about the identity; the Winchester slayer had proved to be wealthy and Influential like they were told about Arturo Adams.

Michael was deeply pondered, not for the fact that his dad was a hostage to a drug baron who controls the government but what he might do to him considering the fact that his sister was killed by their security.

“What do we do now?” Michael asked his father’s emissary whose legs were already shaking like he had just seen a ghost, anxiety painted all over his face.

“Come on Michael, can’t you see the man is almost wetting his pants? The mention of Arturo’s name has taken away his ability to even reason.

But let me help you and answer the question for him; the only thing you can do now is return home, pray and hope he doesn’t kill your dad today, but for sure he will definitely kill him not even the almighty could prevent it,” Mrs McCoy said coldly as a wicked smile invaded her face.

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