Chapter 97

The little wine William had managed to drink from his wine glass rolled down his throat smoothly until he heard what his new father had to say. Kill people?!!

He suddenly choked as he started to caught too , hitting his chest as he tried to breathe. The old man sat calmly and watched him as William managed to cough out the wine, along with some saliva.

"What did you say?" He asked his new father.

"You heard me right," Mr Jones said to him. He smiled slyly. William couldn't tell if he was dubious. "Explain in details please" he asked politely and calmly too as he slowly returned the wine glass to the table before them he adjusted his weight on the chair as he tried to sit upright and face his father.

Mr Jones started to explain. He told William of how he ran an 'organization', he gave it a nice Spanish name where he said it meant Death.

"We kill people who betray us and we also do that for people too" he said with a smile. He went into deeper details as he spoke. It was an organizat