Chapter 888 Kill

As expected of a profligate son of the rich. He still dared to yap after having his limbs broken. Tyr Summers reached for the cell phone on Fatty Zaahir, then used the facial recognition function on it to unlock the device. He then found Henry Zimmern’s number and dialed it. “Call your old man and tell him I’ll be waiting right here for him. He can call as many of his men as he wants. “If the people he calls in aren't enough, your life is mine to take!” A middle-aged man’s voice could be heard from the other end of the line. Fatty Zaahir began to wail and scream, “Dad, save me! Come home! “Someone broke into our house, broke my limbs, and told you to call your men over. Hurry back, Dad. I’m in pain. It hurts. Hurry and call someone over.” The middle-aged man’s voice on the other end of the call lowered in cadence as he spoke coldly, “I don’t care who you are. I will make sure you die without a proper burial if you dare lay your hands on my son.” Tyr held the device to his ear, h