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TWENTY-FOUR
I grabbed my phone to call the number he used in calling me when I saw him coming; dragging my son haphazardly. My son looked dirty and tattered and there was an injury on his head. My heart broke as I stared at my son.
"Daddy!" My son whimpered as he struggled to free himself from Tony's grip.
"Well! Well!! Well!!! Look who's here. The Almighty Daniel." He laughed. He was much older with an unkempt beard and hair. He looked so shaggy, so unlike the Tony who liked to be fresh. There was an ugly scar on his face and wondered where he got such scar from.
"You haven't changed at all. You look good. You don de count money, don de chop money de enjoy yourself, sheybi?" He laughed and I ignored him.
"Where is Veronica? Still hiding under your shell?"
"She's in the car. She's pregnant and can't climb all the way here." I coldly replied.
"Mmmm. So are you suggesting we go down t
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