Chapter 13 Reunited

• Mr. Clay Martin was the world's most successful leader of all gang history. He had a sharp eye, a classy style, and a maleficent personality. He was not only a rich heir but a strict father as well. I had never seen him, in my three years relationship with Levy, talking to his son other than business.
• "Welcome, children," he greeted us after Levy paid for the cab and stepped closer to Mr. Clay, he shook our hands with a greedy smile, "oh, how I missed being in a massive business deal." He exclaimed like it was fun games to him. He was good with the gun, I would always find myself staring at the practice gun room he had in their mansion back in Oregon surrounded by forest trees and sand when I used to wait for Levy each morning.
• "Hi to you too, dad." Levy rolled his eyes once he greeted his dad. His dad beamed at me like I was the main source of all these overlapped situations.