“George has left. He is running towards San Francisco.”

Trevor spoke, “Oh, what a traitor. Just make sure that I have a chance to get a hand on him soon.”

Ugh, why didn’t he think of him leaving. Trevor was now ready to just throw his business out the window. Now Trevor needed to hire someone else to help him do his dirty business for him.

Then he remembered: the whole German army was on his back. Now, he could call then over and re-create, let’s see, a blitzkrieg? Nah, that was so unoriginal. The blitz-storm? Sure!

“I’ve got a note for George now. Find him and send him this.”

“Gonna go get that,” the worker replied. “He is now full in San Francisco.”

“Take this as well,” Trevor demanded.


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