Chapter 442: The Butcher of a Village

Salvatore Casson chuckled. "Then it's two hundred million." Seth Showyer was a heavyset man with a round face and pale skin. After barking orders on-site until sweat soaked through him, he wiped his brow and muttered, "Tell me about it. If they'd asked for three or five thousand per household, we could've swallowed it. But they went for the throat. I didn't have a choice. I had to get the authorities involved. The city's people will be here any minute." "This kind of mess doesn't get settled in...