âIndeed. Those old men never stop plotting against me. Itâs time they
learn whoâs the boss here,â Kenton murmured and stubbed out his
cigarette in the ashtray.
In their circle, having the goods on someone could be as valuable as
any advantage. @@novelbin@@
After a short nap, Kenton prepared to leave for home.
At that moment, a muffled thump echoed in the night, as if something