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Jericho in Dallas

Dallas, 8am

Jericho's POV

It’s been over two fucking hours since we’d been in the plane. I’d been literally losing some brain cells, I had been throwing my Rolex wristwatch to my face repeatedly, I was obviously frustrated.

Alex bugged me for a while to just relax but he gave up afterward.

How can I relax at the knowledge that some fuckers invaded my farmhouse and the dicks of men I had, couldn’t deal with them nor give an account of who those fuckers are.

There won't be any issue if those foreign rats didn’t vandalize my stocks but if they did, skulls will roll and that definitely will be my own men.

“Finally!”

I was jolted out of the burning anger that consumed me when Alex yelled beside me.

“You can now shove a fucking chill pill down your jittery nerves. We are here!” He declared.

Indeed the plane was landing. The fucker piloting the plane turned on the warning machine to fasten our seatbelt which of course I didn’t budge.

We landed in Dallas Love Field Airport, one of the lar
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