Chapter 355. All the Stripes

JACOB

Going to the dungeon was starting to become one of the most annoying things in my life. That place had a pestilent stench that never stopped filtering into my nose.

I saw Larry heading to the same place.

“You know we can’t kill him, right?” I asked, sarcastically. I had given him direct orders not to kill him or do anything to him.

“I know, that jerk always gets away with it.” Larry looked sternly at the dungeon that was in front of us, just a few steps away.

“You couldn’t have hurt him even if you wanted to,” I said, but I stopped myself in time. I could wait for it to be a topic of discussion at the meeting.

The Ghassani matter was not clear to me. As a group, we could discuss it more clearly. Perhaps it would be best.

“What are you talking about?” Larry cut me off, as if he was thinking of not letting me pass until I told him everything I knew.

I pushed him to move.

“I won’t tell you until everyone is here, damn it, I wo