Chapter One Hundred And Fifty: Suspecting Marilyn.

"Everything is set, boss." Cain said after cocking his gun and putting it back at the gun holster, before taking up his phone to see if any messages regarding the formation of his men were stationed exactly where they were asked to be.

He looked at Alex who had an unreadable expression on his face, no one could tell what was running through his mind, but Cain knew that things wouldn't end today without either him or Jason's blood spills.

He watched the way he held onto his silver crested gun, Jason's son died at his gun and today he's eventually going to end him for good.

Alex got rid of the cigarettes in his mouth, before he turned forward to see that Cain had nothing to fear about. If anything the cocaine he took before embarking on this journey made him clear headed, he knew that he only has one mission if things go south for them.