“You know what to do, you better do it right this time,” Morgan said, the man in front of him who is grinning. “When did I let you down, Morgan?” Keizt said.

“Visiting time is up! Time to go, Anderson,” The warden shouted, tapping the door that they are in. He stands up from the chair, and Keizt salutes to him before turning his back in his thought Morgan always plays it dirty, it was never new to him, and even though they grew up together he still can’t tell how Morgan plays the situation.

He went to his car and immediately turned on the car’s engine, leaving the place.

“Son,” Jack Anderson said, he looks at his father while his attention was still on the papers he is reading. “Yes, Father?” He said, he decided to stop what he is doing and give his attention to his father. He is against the idea of his father letting go of Arman and his ex-wife– Leonora, he can’t do something about it, he has to let them go but keep an eye on them in case they do something that will make something st