His attack dog lifted me up off the ground, one meaty hand wrapped around my throat.
"No Bruno, you can't kill him. Not yet."
He grunted and put me down. I saw a chance.
"How often does that happen, Bruno? All the time? I bet it does, I bet he never let's you do what you want, I bet he's constantly telling you no!"
"Well, yeah..."
"So why do you listen to him? You could take him out right now and you'd run the place!"
His attack dog looked confused.
"I do run the place though."
He choked me out.
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