whiskey shots
Charles paced around with Meyer and Benny sitting around the table watching him. He poured himself another glass of whiskey before he chucked it down like he did with the previous. "That's your third glass of whiskey in the last hour". Meyer stated looking at Charles usually calm demeanour now frantic. "What are ya my priest?. Back off". Charles fired back and Meyer put his hands up in defeat. There was a sudden knock and on the door and Charles sighed in relief hoping it was the person he was waiting for. He opened the door and a well dressed man stood there. His short afro hair was well trimmed and he did not have any facial hair. If Charles didn't know better he would have thought that the man held a respected career like a doctor or something. He opened the door further and the man
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