Al Cartel had to accompany them on the way to Moto Rorola's house. He left after he managed their ID checkings. As the doorbell rang they heard footsteps behind the door and Moto Rorola appeared in the threshold wrapped in a large and bold bathrobe: -...
Lire la suiteAl Cartel snirked: - You will have time to mind about such pointless questions in your cell because I come here to arrest you. - Wait! You can't... Maa Kintoche exclaimed. - Shut up! You're lucky not to endure the same punishment to have pointed a gun...
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