Chapter 122: I'm Glad I Met You, Too

Enrique heard the Black man in front of him and broke into a wide, delighted grin. He believed the man. This Black man was the son of the local police chief, swaggering by nature and ruthless in his ways. After all, this was Africa; taking a life here felt as casual as wringing a chicken's neck. Human life wasn't worth much. There were too many poor, and the rich were rolling in money; the gap between them was a chasm. "Mr. Zambu, those two look like they're from Chicia. Better not stir things...