Yves and Jim were also present in Alcott, but their style was significantly more arrogant. Moreover, George’s turf was full of arms and weapons. They couldn’t afford to let those two blow up their stuff.
“Mr. George.” Dylan was anxious.
However, George didn’t react much, nor did he indicate his identity. He just looked at Isabelle and Yves walking side by side in front of him.
That night, dozens of explosions terrified everyone in the Alcott area. The explosions also startled the group in the small, dilapidated building.
Jim opened the window and looked out. He said, “The noise seems to be coming from the direction of the Warners turf.”
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