"I can't help what the Columbians do! C'mon, man! I got money, a lot of it! Just let me walk!" Peters, a scrawny man in a suit, begged.
Across from him stoof a lean, average-sized man, clad in black kevlar, but wearing a grinning skull-mask. The man held a gleaming blade in his hand, saying nothing in reply, but a small giggle.
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