"Technically, I should kill him to silence him, you know, I don't want to ruin my relationship with Damascus."
"It's only a matter of time."
John sneered. "I know you're mixed up with the Black Gold Gang, they'll collide sooner or later."
"But not now, my business is open to anyone, and no one who wins a warehouse at auction can have any trouble after the deal is done, at least not near my territory. This is a principle and a bottom line, you understand?"
"So you're just drugging him hard?"
"He'll think he's on a wild high, partying for several days straight..."
"But you still can't explain the wounds and burn marks on his body."
"Young people always have dangerous play styles, who can say for sure? I'll also prepare a warehouse worthy of the ticket price, waiting for him to wake up, and with everyone's company to greet his treasure."
John said no more.
