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56. Rescue Plans

The call got connected, and just like Jack had ordered firmly, Blake did not make any sound. He even covered the mouthpiece to make sure no sound would be heard from his side for the one calling Charles Anderson's phone. 

"Why the fuck are your men too slow?! Why is that fucking old man Michaelson's grandson still not in my hand!?" A throaty barking voice pierced Blake's eardrums. 

Blake remained silent. He was trying to check if he would get to recognize whose voice he was listening to. But no matter how he checked his sharp memory, he could not point anyone among people he knew or could consider as might ever be, even for as weak as a guess. 

"Make sure to tell your men not to disappoint me, or I will be the one to shoot their families in between their eyes, one by one!" 

The call was cut off right away. Blake Gordon was shocked to hear the last words the caller said. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He cursed a
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