2. Preamble

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• Tea and Guns   III. Magnum •

  7. Dalikoven Meta hung upside down over the stove, his head mere inches away from the red hot grate. He could smell the hair on his head burn away slowly and before he knew it his head would catch fire.'So, are you ready to spill your disgusting guts?' the kid who had taken him from the prison said, lazily spinning the remote control of the pulley on his fingers.He gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to spit at his face. 'No way.'Wordlessly, the boy pulled a gear on the control and his head slammed into the grill. Dalikoven screamed in anguish as his hair burned to his scalp and started to singe, filling the air with the malodorous smell of burning flesh.'Okay, okay!' he cried.The boy took his time

• Tea and Guns   II. Oswego and Obregón (s) °•

  Taking the cue, Muaire stood up and mumbled her condolences before going back up. As she walked by, the wind picked up the edge of her thigh-high top, exposing her green panties. The girl made no move to cover herself.'Your friend?' Kosha said after she'd gone.She shook her head from side to side. 'Nah.'He cleared his throat. 'Once again, ma'am, I'd like to offer my-''Save it, please address the elephant in the room.''Sorry,' he said. 'So, what's your name and your brother's?''I'm Kanadaa Cailar and my brother is Ruugara Cailar.''Why did you think the . . . hand belongs to your brother?''Belonged,' she corrected. 'The signet ring and the long, varnished thumbnail.'The detective jotted in his note. 'You think he's no longer alive?''No one could possibly survive that h

• Tea and Guns   I. Gumboot °

  1.The afternoon was a bright canopy of sunlight and the sun itself sat overhead in all it's white glory, undaunting in it's scorching heat. It brightly shone on the acqua-blue BMW as it pulled up to a stop at the guard booth at the beginning of the maximum security prison.The prison loomed ahead, a monstrous building of concrete. Thick razorwire surrounded the grass ground shining in the bright sun. Guards in towers high up scanned the perimeter with their binoculars.The smoked window at the driver's side rolled down and a black guy handed a uniformed guard his license and ID card.He was dressed in a conspicuous bright red suit, his slicked back onyx black hair reflected the sun, his eyes were hidden behind large sunglasses.The uniform

• Tea and Guns   2. Preamble

  Noting that the names, characters and places are products of the author's imagination;~Muleria — the country where the story takes place.~Asta City, Eraray, Daimein — places in Muleria~° — Tea (☕)• — Gun (?)Note: This contexts are subject to change, including addition and subtraction, as it has not been finalized, and some things are yet to be explained.AlacrimiaNote: This book is available on some other platforms like Wattpad, etc and by InamorataFeels or Feels. If the book is seen elsewhere with a different username from the above, that means it has been plagiarized. Please, do not hesitate to inform the author if such happens.

• Tea and Guns   1. Copyright Page

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