Andre fumbled as he took out his phone, as thumbed through the menus Rhowell suddenly dived towards him, trying to grab the phone.
Rhowell was single minded… If Andre said there was a recording, there must be one. Once that recording was played for everyone, he was dead. Even if Charlie didn’t kill him. The mafia would not let him live.
With all his strength Rhowell leapt forward, no matter the cost the phone must not survive. No phone. No proof.
He shot towards an unsuspecting Andre, mindlessly navigating his phone.
As Rhowell began to move, so did Wesley. With lightning speed Wesley grabbed Rhewell’s wrist and bent it backwards. Rhewell wailed in pain.
“Don’t destroy his hand, Wesley.” Charlie spoke nonchalantly. “If you do, he’ll be worthless.”
Confused, Rhowell glanced at Wesley before he looked back at Charlie.
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