Chapter 63

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Seth Anderson:- "Hello, Santiago. How are you doing? How is your health?" I asked greeting Santiago after entering the Dornes mansion in the evening to pick up my woman to take her to the clubhouse. I was dressed up in a black cut out jeans, black tank top and a leather jacket on top. Santiago looked up at me from head to toe and smiled. " Yeah, Dickson might have killed youfor looking like that." he said with a laugh making me chuckle. " Yeah, indeed he would have. He always wanted to see me sober with a kind behavior just like he was." I agreed with Santiago " I miss him, Santiago. I miss his friendship, the days when we come running from the college just to eat the food made of your hands because the cafeteria food sucked. We will play video games whole day, work on the bikes and car

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