"His two daughters and newborn son aren't even related to him."
Daniel sighed. "Yeah, I heard Henley went crazy in the hospital.
"He first stabbed his wife, escaped, and killed his next-door neighbor. When the police found him, he jumped from the 17th floor."
Elton shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, how could anyone be so unlucky? Six years?"
"Yeah, it's really sad. I think I'd do the same if I experienced such a thing too."
Sean only smiled and said nothing more.
He had already set his next target. It was the other guy named Lance Quincy.
A few minutes later, Sean received more detailed information about Lance.
"Zander, get ready. Let's go."
At 7 p.m., you could hear the music blaring in the busy bar before even getting inside.
The bar was full of people crazily twisting their bodies.
It was easier to do things secretly in an environment like this.
In a rather luxurious private room, Lance, who had arrived alone, took his seat and looked excitedly at the three unremarkable men before him.
"Where's the things I asked for?" Lance asked.
"You might not have brought what I wanted."
Lance chuckled awkwardly. "Look at the time. I can't believe you'll make jokes like that."
With that said, he took a wad of money from his arms and slammed it onto the table.
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