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El Barack hailed a taxi. He had to get to Brandon's house right away. He fervently hoped nothing bad would happen. He was still guessing who his father was targeting.

El Barack kept urging the driver to speed up. "Faster!" he requested, unable to stay calm, his eyes fixed on the busy road.

"Sure." The taxi driver focused on the road ahead. Fortunately, it wasn't too crowded, and traffic was flowing smoothly.

"Come on, even faster!" El Barack demanded. He had to reach Brandon's residence as soon as possible.

Shhhittt...

The car stopped in front of the main gate, where several guards were stationed. El Barack, dressed in his...