12 ... Crosskills
The Ghost of Red Rackham was once again ragin, for he couldn't find his target. This must be the worst luck ever. The ghost shouted aloud, "I'M GETTING TIRED OF THIS SHIT! EVERYTHING'S GONNA CHANGE SOON!"
Just then a phone rang and the Ghost picked up
"Oh, son!" The other side screeched\
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The mafia couldn't find their target either. WHERE WERE ALL THESE PEOPLE ? Anyway, .BD was actually around somewhere and the mafia decided that they'd just rather kill him than keep searching for anybody else.
He couldn't put up a fight because he was fragile and NOTHING like Colonel Sponsz. He was just
Alonso Beethoven
GG.
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