Calico was beyond furious and was about to explode. The arrogance of the man before him was mind-boggling. Clearly, everyone knew who Dwayne Mosby was—a man who commanded an army of gangsters and owned tanks and military assault weapons. He was the most feared person in Petra County! Even billionaires like Anderson and Cooper were subservient to him.
What kind of madness would possess anybody to summon Dwayne himself with disrespect? Did he want to court death so badly?
“What’s the delay for?” Tyler asked with mild annoyance. “I have places to be. Summon your master quickly.”
Calico gritted his teeth in a fury. “Do you think I will disturb a dominant personality like Mr. Mosby for any random guy? Am I supposed to be fooled by your false claims? You must be dreaming, kid! I have already called forth twenty of my henchmen. They aren’t pipsqueaks like you have faced until now and will pound you to a pulp! You aren’t getting out of here alive today!”