103. Savior On The Spilled Blood.

"Mr George..." Besora untied his hands when he raised his head to see the beautiful face of his dream girl.

"Billina..." he let out a scoff with a smile and said.

"No, I am not Billina, Mr George..." she denied and by now she threw the ropes off his hands.

"Are you drunk, Mr George?" she asked when he shook his head and replied, "Am I?"

"You tell me... it's day time..." Bessie spoke as he went on his knees on the ground.

"Fuck it, I am day drinking," he replied.

"Capo!" she called out and several men rushed to carry him to the car.

Senor had called a few more men from the car and it was the music of gunshots everywhere.

Besora and Billina were behind the walls, leaning on it when both of them looked at each other and nodded then turned to face the rivals.

Billina had killed the few men while Besora was too afraid to do it.

"Damn, I should have known that she is not practised at shooting," Billina murmured to herse

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