A warehouse clerk left all the money he made from his business right here. He is terrified; only today did he…
A warehouse clerk left all the money he made from his business right here.
He is terrified; only today did he see his uncle's true business.
Every bit of military funding was sold and turned into wealth for his own mansion.
Everything sold off today will be paid for tomorrow with the lives of the soldiers in this camp.
He is filled with regret, having gambled half his life here for a sliver of a future.
If he leaks the secret, his own people will kill him; if he is caught by the enemy, they will kill him too.
Now that the key is lost, his uncle is furious. He is afraid—afraid that his end is near.
He feels he still has a spark of conscience left.
He hasn't dared to spend a single cent of that filthy money.
Whoever you are, please, take this money and leave. Just don't let it take his life.