Chapter 119. Pick out the Culprit

13 years ago.

A couple was having a blast in a car with loud music playing, their voice highly singing along with the music, accompanied by the strong stench of alcohol. The car window was down, and the woman poked out her head, letting the wind blow her hair and screaming at the top of her lungs.

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Anthony grinned as he hopped back home with the nylon of three donuts.

“That moron would be so happy when he sees this, that for food only”, he chuckled to himself referring to Antonio.

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Don was heading back home feeling tipsy after enjoying his friend’s gathering and getting drunk. He managed to walk out of the gathering and on his way home, he sighted Anthony about to cross the road.

“Oh thank God! I’ll just tell him to help me home”, he said, relaxing back to the pole, hiding from Anthony,”I can’t let him see me; he might take another pact if he knows I need his help.”

He grinned at his wise decision drunkenly when he heard the scre