Miles Martin has been having me watched all the time, I can't do anything."
"Then it depends on what you want to give me. Don't you always know what I want?"
Fristy Davis knew what the other party wanted as a price, but she couldn't afford it.
"But... everyone from the Davis Family is living in the government-assigned houses now, and the security there is very tight. I can't get in, and they rarely act alone. I have no way to kill anyone."
"Then kill Miles Martin..."
Fristy Davis almost screamed upon hearing that. Killing Miles Martin? That would be suicide. She neither had the ability nor the brain.
Miles Martin had so many political enemies who wanted him dead, but who succeeded?
No one, they only watched as he climbed higher in office and his power grew stronger.
Miles Martin was not a weak scholar. Ever since he arrived in Ocean City and ruthlessly suppressed the Mafia, it was clear that he was inherently strong and exceedingly cold-blooded.
