NovelUSAFrank then told Jason, "Just a couple of men will do. They won't be sending anyone important here to negotiate-we have to keep them on the hooks to rein in the big fish." Jason nodded in agreement. "You're right! You must have thought this through!" Early next morning, Jason arrived at Whitney's mansion in his Range Rover to pick Frank up.
After Frank got into the car, Jason cleared his throat, and the two youths sitting behind promptly greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Frankton!" Frank turned to find that they were both wearing tight trousers and loafers while sporting buzz cuts-the run-of-the-mill look of a typical hooligan.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn top of that, Jason had to tell Frank, "Don't judge them by their appearances-they can hold their own in a fight." Frank was not sure how he should react to that.
Nonetheless, along the way, Jason asked, "There's something I don't get the address stated on thehas to be where their company operates. Why don't we just charge in, instead of doing this in such a roundabout way?" Frank chuckled. "My loan was only overdue for a couple of days, and they already can't wait to get their money back. Do you think that's legal?" Jason was only left further confused. "But there's no evidence!" "Evidence?" Frank chuckled. "The transaction record is the evidence! And once it's revealed to the public, someone will definitely cafter them—that's why the company is just a front, and the real boss won't be there. If we went, we'd just send them running." Jason realized with a start and nodded. "You city folks are really smarter! I would really have gone charging straight at them instead." Frank smiled and said nothing.
Soon, they arrived at the address provided, which was a barren hill at the edge of the nearest town.
"You boys can go with the money," Jason said, and the two hooligans got out of the car with the black briefcase.
"No, I'll do it. Just in case they're up to sdirty tricks." Frank took the briefcase instead and walked up to an old tree with the word 'death' carved on it. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesHe left the briefcase there before getting back into the Range Rover.
While he did, the two hooligans alighted at Jason's orders and used the Range Rover itself as cover to sneak behind the trees. "Alright, we can go now," Jason said, starting the ignition.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrank asked, "Can you count on those boys?" "Don't worry," Jason assured him. "They've been working forfor years. They can hold their own." As Frank did not respond, Jason slid a glance at him and laughed. "You're as sharp as tacks, Mr. Frankton! would look realistic not to pay up and also ensure that we would still have something to go on, even if my boys lose them this time!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesFrank nodded. "Well said. Just remember to keep your phone on 24/7, so you can reach them as soon as possible in case anything happens to your boys." "Don't worry! They're really strong." Jason chuckled.
"Better safe than sorry!" Frank insisted. "Also, did you tell them not to attack or call the cops, and wait for me?" "Don't worry." Jason nodded. "I know you can't stand them-we'll give them a beating together before calling the cops." Once again, Frank smiled but said nothing.
Jason misunderstood him-those et people did not sit well with Frank but he was not about to give them a personal beating, as that was really unnecessary. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesFrank mainly just wanted to find out if they had any connections to the group secretly supporting Stanley Durban.
The next afternoon, Jason clooking for Frank. "It's done! Con, let's get over there right away!" "Are you sure about that?" Frank asked.
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