Chapter Fifty
“They have made a big mistake! Our grandfather. We have sent two more teams to dispose of the stupid women. All is going well with our plans, the Iced water is being sent as we speak. Yes. Yes. Soon all hell will erupt in this city and the good people, will turn bad, destroy each other, leaving us in control of everything.” Bob speaks and bows to the tall dark figure, standing next to the tank.
“So they will feed tonight but not here, not before us. Release them into the homes, where these mongrels all live. Let them feed on the weak people. Oh what a delight. Oh how I wish I could see every single one of them die. What joy these loyal beasts bring. Deep joy. Then they will return, when they are full, of the blood, of fools.”
Bob clicks his fingers and a guard runs to his
