CHAPTER 42
Dermos’s POV
It had been a while since I got my hands dirty, since I'd gotten someone crying for mercy.
I turned away from the messenger and headed straight for my office to load up.
I got a few guns packed up and strapped them properly before Carlos came through the door.
“Heard you'll be going to break the movement,” he said.
“You heard right,” I replied.
“I'm coming with you,” he announced.
I nodded. “Then load up.”
Five minutes later, we were walking down towards a waiting car, and it wasn't long before we hit the road.
We drove in silence for about twenty minutes before pulling up at the docks.
It had a foul smell I didn't appreciate much, something like rotten fish.
I stepped out of the car before anyone could open the door for me, no time for pleasantries.
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