Romans & histoires Henry Danger Saturday Night Lies

Grabbing my Macbook air laptop I started my hacking process Grabbing my Macbook air laptop I started my hacking process. Time skip Time skip It has been like 2 hours now. I am almost done breaking into the security system. I admit, it's very hard. But nothing I haven't done before. Although it's the hardest one I have broken into. But knowing the boss of the mafia from a young age is an advantage. I know the way he thinks, so it's easier. Finally breaking into the security system. I found there location. I took my gun and knife. Heading to my car. And going to the location I found.

"After eight months of making you all see this my way, you still doubt it? I thought we were just coming here to finalize not–" “You move product through ports that attract heat," Mateo cut me off, pulling the cigar from between his lips. "We don’t need that kind of attention.” “You already have it,” I replied coolly. “You’re just pretending you don’t.” Daniel scoffed, his fingers tapping on the table with impatience. “You’re younger. Ambitious. You're no new person to us, Enricho. You're a dangerous man. Why should we bind ourselves to someone who might drag us into wars we didn’t start?”

He had not seen me yet. Last night he had approached me first maybe tonight I make the first move? Instead of suffering alone maybe I will get to enjoy the real deal. Well, thank you for dying Xavier Anderson! You just made my night! ***** If only he knew Xavier had died by the hands of the man he was excited to see. .....

Danny asked in a low voice and was kind of confused about why they were so serious. "Cause otherwise he'll kill all of us without even having a second thought." Noah said and now they all went quiet as that was dangerous and they did know that themself. They didn't want to get hurt themself and that's why they all were playing along so far even though they didn't like it.

Lisa said disgustingly Henry who was about to poss, held back in fear Drive faster" She said and picked up her phone Without looking at the calls she switched it off Henry didn't dare to play games and drove to his crimes spot which is his home He stopped the car far away from his communitiesas requested from Lisa Go into your house" Lisa said abd put a time bomb in his body Let me tell you, the moment you remove it, the other hidden bombs that I put at the bar" Lisa lied clearly not blinking her eyes

He is only making his own situation worse because no one can protect him from Henry’s wrath. “I swear I am going gut him the moment I get my hands on him,” Henry says to himself as he watches the live TV show. Spencer for sure has no ties to the police, he is dealing drugs and just stole a truck load of cocaine. He should be grateful that I got Henry to pardon him, but no. Instead, he decides to go on national TV and make a mess out of everything. “And have you learned much about this dangerous man?” The host of the show asks him. It is a guy and he has a mic on his shirt.

How do you know I'm lying? "Because if you were actually busy, you wouldn't have run out of my club like I was on fire. So, what changed?" "Maybe I reconsidered." "Reconsidered what? Hating everything about Sinners or hating everything about me?" "I don't hate you." "You barely know me." "Exactly," I said. He laughed."Dinner. Tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at seven." "I didn't agree to dinner." "You called me. That's enough agreement. Text me your address."

“Y-yeah. I do. But listen, man, this isn’t the usual kind of deal. I didn’t want to get involved, but they—” “Stop wasting my time.” I leaned forward, lowering my voice. The tone of command came naturally, a deep, controlled menace that had him shrinking back. “Who is behind the threats against me? Who’s targeting my daughter?” Henry’s hand trembled as he reached for his drink, but he didn’t dare take a sip. Instead, he leaned closer, as if afraid someone might overhear. “It’s… it’s not who you think,” he whispered. “There’s a new group in town. At least, I thought they were new. But then I started hearing rumors, old names resurfacing. They call themselves ‘The Nightshade Syndicate.’”