After Jones kept quiet, Don Albert dragged the third guy who had volunteered and asked, “Master Wade, what about this one?”
“Sean Webb is a butt bandit.”
Don Albert nodded. He relaxed his hand and started carving the six words on the man’s face.
Then, it was the fourth guy’s turn.
“Master Wade, this time, it’s seven words.”
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