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At the Same Time

Wheatfield Maximum Security Prison

“Mr Vance” Standing at six-and-a-half feet tall, at the very least, the sharp-dressed fellow in front of Toms extended his hand “You knoho I am”

Toesture and indicated the chair across froot ten minutes Use ’em”

No point in beating around the bush There were certain particulars to discuss before the blaring alar one and all to a possible security breach

“Are you aware of the surveillance situation?”

Toms sniffed “It’s handled”

“I double-checked to be sure Speak freely”

“Reckon ya represent my family’s last chance to even the score with Trouble’s foundin’ fathers Ya fuck this up and you’re a dead man”

“So we’re starting with threats Are we?” The hired gun leaned forward, looking endary killers “Perhaps we should put this out there, Mr Vance If you plan to kill me, do it now Don’t make empty promises

“I cohly recommended because I deliver, but I’ve never cowed to people like you I won’t start now As a sidebar, I’ because I take out those who pose unnecessary inconveniences to my life, lifestyle, or even my well earned reputation”

To his head one way or the other Assholes like this dude were a dime a dozen, particularly in today’s world Fortunately, the suited fellow didn’t realize as much He’d been hired to do a job and Toms would likely receive confirhly recoh “Retainer can be found in Vance Holler Did ya receive the directions?”

“Yes” The overpriced thug narrowed his eyes “Now let’s discuss logistics and targets”

“Don’t kno many will be travelin’ but ya should have someone at the airport to count heads That hen ya land, won’t be a question of where to start”

“Why do I get the feeling I’m not the only one on the job? Is this a divide and conquer situation?”