Chapter 70: LOT TO PROCESS

" The fuck are you saying?" I roared.

He got up from the floor and adjusted his golden blonde hair. Looks like I ripped his band while I was holding his head down. With his shoulder-length hair framing his face, he looked like a lite version of Jared Leto.

" I'm Noah Romano Hoffman," he repeated. " I heard that you went to Venezuela looking for me. Now I'm right in front of you, man. And you all are treating me like this?"

I glanced at Ricky. His face was completely drained of color. He stepped in front of him. Ricky had to look up to meet his eyes. This guy is tall as fuck! 

" If you claim to be Noah Hoffman, I have a lot of questions for you," Ricky announced to him.

" I got all day, man. I am here to answer whatever you all ask," he replied.

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