How had they even caught wind? It had to have been Diedre. That steroid-junky freak-of-a-woman!

Despite all my efforts! Even with Ouroboros! There really is no accounting for stupid! That maggot spoke my name, likely just before her last breath…

He'd taken a liking to Sun City. For all her bloated avenues and Babel-like spires, no finer testament to his achievements could be found. He ruled the drug trade in Sun City and with that, the narcotics supply lines from the State to São Paulo. He controlled the checkpoints along the 101 and by extension, the very lifeblood of Pacific State trade. He had wealth beyond measure and no wife to appease, no children to fret over. He could go anywhere in the world and do anything, except, of course, remain in Sun City…

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