Alexander’s POV"It's time to start talking, Gilbert. Where the hell is he?" I asked, already feeling tired and in a bad mood."I'm not stupid, Alexander. I want everything on paper and signed, guaranteeing that I won't go to jail and that my assets and my family's assets won't be touched," Gilbert said with the most cynical face in the world."Gilbert, first of all, you're not in a position to demand anything. Second, you don't have any assets. Everything you think you have, you stole from me. So forget it. And third, you don't impose conditions here. You tell what you know, and the detective decides how to improve your life," I said, wanting to punch the face of that Satan's helper."Well, then you guys figure it out," Gilbert said and crossed his arms with a little smile on his face."Well, then you can stay in jail for twenty years. And that's considering that you'll have a progression of regimen for good behavior. I don't know if you understand, but we're dealing here with fraud,
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