Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ingdownfromtheerofhislips.Toventhisangerandfrustrationhekickedandhithisfollowers,shouting,“Talk,youidiots.Whowasitthatattackedme?Ifyouwon’ttalkIwillreallykilllofyou!”

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    “Hey,boss”saidhisfollowersenduringthekidinsultsinmeeksubmission.“Wehaveallbeenwithyouformanyyearsandhavemadeourbonesandprovedourloyaltytoyouagainandagain.Nobodyheredarestoattackyou.Thatwouldbebringingdisasteronourselves!Heyboss,weswearit’snotus.Youthinkitovercarefully.”

    “Theyareright”thoughtthebigboss.“Thesemenhavebeenwithmeforalongtimeandarescaredtodeathofme.Theydon’tdaremoveafingerevenwhenIamasleep.Butwhointheworldwoulddaretogivemeasurpriseattack?”Heturnedsuddenly,tookhisgunoutofhispocketandaimeditattheskysh