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■ Steven’s Amazing Adventures, and the Future of the World ■ (PART 30) - ➽ “America Before the Invasion” // ➽ "Conviction" - (A STORY about the END TIMES, with Messages from God) (PART 30)

Steven’s Amazing Adventures,
and the Future of the World

(A Story about the End Times 

with Messages from God)

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(This story chronicles the adventures of Steven O'Neill, his wife Sarah, and their friends during the End Times. Judgment has already struck the U.S., and Steve and his friends have reached the vast continent of Asia. Witness the amazing things God will reveal about the coming kingdom of the Beast (or the Antichrist), the Mark of the Beast, and the Tribulation period. This story should keep you fascinated, as a realistic account of the future unfolds in the form of a fictional story.

But, this story is not just a story. It contains messages from God and prophecies that actually shall happen. It is written as fiction with fictional characters, but the message of the story is very real, and the cataclysmic events, touched on in this story, will actually impact this earth as God’s Holy Bible and its prophecies unfold. The world will soon enter a time much like that portrayed in this story. I encourage you to seek God about this to see what He will show you.)

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Chapter Thirty

PART 30: ∎ “America Before the Invasion” 
// ∎ "Conviction"



Tall stacks of cash sat in neat rows on a kitchen table in an upper middle-class home in Oslo, Norway. A 47-year-old man with brown hair, which was graying at the temples, hunched over the stacks of cash with an avaricious look in his eyes. Felix Tangen, the husband of Elise Tangen, and a former friend to Karl Holst, was counting his money. A satisfied, smug smile creased his cheeks as the Norwegian placed the last ruble note on a stack of banknotes. He wrote down the amount on a sheet of scrap paper: 337,500 rubles*. [* This amount is about equal to $11,250 from the year 2017.] [Read about Felix’s betrayal of his friends in Chapter 21.]

(Riots in America.)
Once the police or military capture the 30 Christians he betrayed, Felix would be given another 337,500 rubles. He also found out that for a ten-year period, a monthly discount would be applied to his utility bill so that it would only be 50 percent of its current rate, if one of the people he had betrayed was either captured or killed. He was looking forward to hearing from the office of the secret police. They would notify him once they had captured one of those people.

But, as he thought about his wife and the people he had betrayed, Felix felt a little unease. They were friends and even close friends who he had betrayed. He had not wanted his wife to be arrested, so he had lied about her to the authorities, telling them that she wasn’t a Christian. Felix had wanted her to join him, but he could tell that she wouldn’t deny her faith in Jesus. So, he somewhat reluctantly put her out of his mind and tried to think about the upgrades to his house he would like to make.

He had heard from the secret police that she had been seen among a handful of other Christians who had been passing through the town of Hamar, Norway. But, the authorities had lied to him and told Felix that his wife and the other Christians had left Hamar before the secret police could arrive. In actuality, his wife and her friends had seen God do a miraculous intervention to deliver them from the secret police. [Read about this intervention in Chapter 24.]

Though Felix wanted Elise to forsake her faith and come back to him, Felix was starting to coldly push her out of his mind. As he greedily looked at the money, Felix began to coldly clutch onto the feeling that if he never saw his wife again, he would be fine with that. He could find someone else to marry, he thought.

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He stood up straight and began pacing around his kitchen nervously. Thoughts were coming back to him of his wife’s care and love for him. Felix tried to put them out of his mind and think about something else, but he could not get past those feelings and memories, no matter how hard he tried to forget them. He also remembered his former friend Karl and the good talks they had shared with each other and the gifts Karl had given him, including a majestic painting of Norwegian wilderness scenery. But Felix tried to put those memories out of his mind.

To put Karl out of his mind, as he nervously walked about the floor, Felix thought to himself: ‘Karl is a radical man. He is not someone I want to be friends with anymore. He is too radical about Jesus. I’d rather just be a closet Christian, and forget about telling people about Jesus, and live it up now. I should still go to Heaven, shouldn’t I?’

But, convictions about his sins and about betraying his friends continued to press on Felix’s heart and mind as he paced through the house. He couldn’t seem to shake off the convictions, but they kept coming. The convictions made him forgot what he was going to do next. So, he reached up to a cupboard above his fridge and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. Pouring himself a large quantity of the alcohol, he sat down at the kitchen table and began trying to drink his troubles away. The convictions continued nagging at his heart and mind until the alcohol kicked in.

“Karl Holst, I hate you,” Felix, holding a bottle, said with slurred speech as the alcohol began to work its way into his blood stream, “and I can’t wait to hear about you being captured and thrown into prison. And, I will cherish the day when the last one of your group is dead.”

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The next day, the whiskey bottle was empty and Felix was feeling the negative effects of the alcohol. But, his mind was clear enough to realize that he could not continue living life like this with the constant emotional malaise and unrest in his spirit. So, he decided he would try to escape his past, at least for a few days. He phoned his boss and told him he was going to take some days off. Then, Felix began packing two suitcases. He was thinking of taking a vacation to southern Italy.

‘Hopefully there, I will forget my wife and former friends, and will be able to rest and relax,’ he thought. But, rest did not come to his soul as he tried to ignore the Holy Spirit’s conviction. And, the nagging feeling that he had betrayed his wife and friends continued to prick his heart as he stuffed clothes into the suitcases. As the conviction continued, Felix began cursing God, and his heart became more hardened against God than before.*

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[ * Hebrews 3:7-15 says: “[7.] Wherefore (as the Holy Ghost saith, To day if ye will hear his voice, 8. Harden not your hearts, as in the provocation, in the day of temptation in the wilderness: 9. When your fathers tempted me, proved me, and saw my works forty years. 10. Wherefore I was grieved with that generation, and said, They do alway err in their heart; and they have not known my ways. 11. So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.)

12. Take heed, brethren, lest there be in any of you an evil heart of unbelief, in departing from the living God. 13. But exhort one another daily, while it is called To day; lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin. 14. For we are made partakers of Christ, if we hold the beginning of our confidence stedfast unto the end; 15. While it is said, To day if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts, as in the provocation.”{End quote}]


“America Before the Invasion”

We will now leave Karl and his friends in Norway, and draw our attention to a time a few years earlier when America was still called the United States of America, prior to the Russian invasion. This invasion by Russia and China was prophesied to come as far back as the ‘90s, and even prior to that. God has been warning people in this current decade (2011 and on) with dreams and visions about this coming invasion by Russia and China. Now, our story will take off from the short period just before the Russians and Chinese invade the United States of America. So, we have wound the clock back a few years for this part of the adventure.


(Soldiers in New Orleans. Click for source.)
The city of Cincinnati, Ohio was not the thriving hive of activity of its former years. Financial troubles racked the city and homelessness abounded. Crime skyrocketed, and the police began to feel less and less in control as armed gangs and drug cartels became more prevalent and bolder in their desire to control the city. Citizens were afraid to go out after dark due to increased theft, violent attacks, and gang violence. And, more and more of the city became closed off to ordinary citizens.

Steven and Sarah O’Neill lived near Forestville just about eight miles from interstate highway 71. Though the young couple had been married for a few years, and were in their mid-thirties, they had not had any children due to the fact that Sarah had found out that she was infertile. Though unable to have children, the couple had not felt led by God to adopt any children. Steve had no college education and Sarah had not been able to find a job with her medical degree. They had been employed for several years at a small but successful bakery, making bread, cakes, and other baked goods. The small bakery was owned by Steven’s friend, Simon Phillips. Several other workers at the bakery had Bachelor of Science degrees but had no prospects of getting jobs in their areas of expertise, due to the weakening economy.

Just three weeks ago, God had called on Steven to do something he had not imagined God would have him do. God had told Steve to put in his resignation and spend more time seeking God. When he had told the news to his wife, Sarah, she had sought the Lord to know what He would show her. But, she had continued to work at the bakery while he had spent the three weeks in reading the Bible and talking with his Abba Father God.

Friends had asked him why he was doing something outlandish like that, but Steve had just told them he was trying to follow the Lord’s leading. Many ridiculed him, distanced themselves from him, and gossiped about him as they heard that he was unemployed of his own choosing.

Steve’s spiritual and emotional trial began to grow more intense. Though Cincinnati was becoming more violent and chaotic, it continued to go on with “business as usual.” And, his wife was beginning to let him know that she didn’t understand why God would call him to quit his job.

“Honey,” Steve said as he stood in his kitchen wearing carpenter trousers and a blue flannel shirt, “I believe all your questions would be answered if you sought God again about this.”

“Steve, I don’t understand,” Sarah said, raising her hands in frustration. She wore a long denim dress that reached her ankles and a modest blouse. “You aren’t working or trying to find a job. If I didn’t work, we couldn’t pay the bills. Why don’t you look for work?”

“Sarah, why don’t you seek God about this?” Steve said calmly.

“I think I will. I just don’t understand why God would do this to us,” Sarah said as she turned, walked out of the kitchen, and headed toward a spare bedroom.

Steve sighed, scratched his short, brown beard, and looked out the kitchen window, feeling some sadness. His wife didn’t understand and his friends didn’t understand, but God did. And, that thought comforted him.

“Lord Jesus,” Steve said, closing his eyes, “I give my life to you in full surrender. I don’t understand your ways, but I choose to trust you.”

“My son, I am with you,” God’s loving voice said to Steve’s soul and spirit. “You may not understand why you are unemployed, but I will show you that soon, very soon, chaos will erupt in Cincinnati and all across your country. Very soon, many people will be crying out in fear and in terror of what will erupt in the cities and large towns of your nation.

(1 Timothy 2:5, Acts 4:12, John 14:6.)
“Violence will increase, and the love of many people will grow cold toward each other, and toward those in need. [1.] Indeed, the lost will cry out for a savior, but there will be no savior if they do not look only to Me, for only I am the Savior of the world. [2.] There is no savior apart from Me. Your nation will experience martial law in the cities and in the land as chaos erupts. The president-in-hiding will come out in the open and reveal his true identity. These are My words for you, My son.”

[1. See Matthew 24:12.] [2. See 1 Timothy 2:3-6, Acts 4:10-12, and John 14:6.]

“Thank you for what you are showing me, Father God,” Steve said.

Footsteps approached from behind him across the white linoleum floor. He turned to see his wife Sarah approach. She appeared to have mixed emotions of joy and concern on her face.

“Well, Steve,” Sarah said. “I sought God and He showed me that you are indeed doing His will. And, He actually showed me to quit work too. He said He shall supply all our needs according to His riches in glory.* I am amazed at this because if I also am unemployed, I don’t know how God will provide for us, but I believe that he will somehow.” [* See Philippians 4:19.]

“He did it for all the people through history who trusted in Him,” Steve said.

“You’re right. But, what is an example?”

(George Müller. Click for source.)
“I was thinking of George Müller. He had an orphanage with hundreds of orphans. God provided for all their needs, on a daily basis. And, George Müller never told anyone of his financial needs, except God. Later, he told his staff to only trust God for financial provision and only make their concerns known to God, and not man. They would often pray together and see how God would answer their requests.”

“That’s right,” Sarah said, remembering. “I remember you told me this before. But, I like to hear you tell it again.”

“You know how Müller and his staff took all their concerns only to God and saw God miraculously provide their every need, on a daily basis. One day there was no food for the orphans’ breakfast. So, Müller told the children to pray with him and thank God for the food He would provide. That is faith in action.”

“That is. I remember this story now,” Sarah said. “But, go on.”

“Then, a knock came to the door of the orphanage,” Steve continued. “It was a baker with freshly baked bread he had made in the early morning. God had awoken him early and told him to make the bread for Müller’s orphanage. Once the man had delivered the bread, another knock came. This time, it was a milkman. His milk cart had broken down, so he offered to give milk to the orphanage for free, since he would need to repair the cart. Müller wrote in his personal journals that he and the orphans never lacked God’s provision for their daily needs.”

“And,” Sarah said, “what is amazing to me is that all Müller did is only ask God to provide the food or money, and thank Him for it, and God provided all their daily needs including food, money, clothing, furniture, etc.”

Feeling emotions of love and adoration for Abba God come into her heart, Sarah exclaimed, “What an awesome God we serve! His Name is worthy of all praise!”

“God is worthy of all praise!” Steve said, rejoicing. “So, I know that God will provide for all our needs, Sarah.”

They talked a little longer before Sarah paused and stepped out of the kitchen and into their small living room. Steve followed her. She was looking toward their computer, which was in their living room on a table resting against one wall.

“Steve,” Sarah said, “I feel that it might be good to check the news.”

“Do you have an idea why?” Steve said.

“I don’t know exactly, but I have a feeling God is putting this on my heart,” Sarah said as she walked toward the computer.

Sitting down in the chair, she opened a web browser and found a search engine. Typing in ‘latest news,’ she hit enter. The search engine pulled up many news articles with the latest news articles to be posted featured at the top of the web page. Steve leaned toward the screen, and together they glanced over the headlines.

(Aftermath of a riot. Click for source.)
One caught both of their attention. It declared that violent protests were raging in Philadelphia. Sarah clicked the link to the article and the page loaded in a couple seconds. She scrolled down the article and stopped at the third paragraph. The first two paragraphs described how protesters began smashing windows and setting fire to parked cars. Images of broken shop windows, burning cars, and riot police clashing with protesters appeared embedded in the text.

Police tried to control them, but the protesters began throwing rocks and Molotov cocktails at them, while others wielded baseball bats and pepper spray. Sarah refreshed the screen. The page loaded again. This time, new updates appeared. Now, the article included a description of armed men firing at the police with pistols and machine pistols, or uzis. Scores of officers collapsed to the ground. People panicked and general chaos ensued. Video clips from cell phones showed armed men with bandanas over their faces and uzis spraying lethal bursts at police officers, who began collapsing under the gunfire.

“What is going on, Steve?” Sarah said as she scrolled down the page.

“Try refreshing it again,” Steve said.

Sarah refreshed the screen and both waited a couple seconds for it to load. Now, the article stated that protests in another city, Boston, were also becoming violent. It declared that dozens of police were being rushed to hospitals as armed men fired at the police. People stampeded as they fled from the gun battle, but many were wounded, and a few were killed.

“Let’s see if we can find out what is happening in other cities,” Steve said. “I didn’t realize protests were happening this week. These are looking apocalyptic.”

Sarah opened a new tab in the web browser and searched the news for protests. Her mouth dropped as she scanned down the links to news articles. Philadelphia, Boston, New York, Miami, Cincinnati, and Cleveland were all experiencing protests and riots. Several police were wounded in gun fights with gunmen in the past hour. This was worse than anything the United States had ever seen in its city streets.

According to the news articles, the current man in the White House had ordered federal troops to police a number of important cities across the nation. Some of them included, Los Angeles, Seattle, Houston, Miami, Denver, and all the cities which saw violent protests. He had declared a state of martial law in the cities. Then, it hit Steve and Sarah that their city of Cincinnati would be under martial law very soon.

“Steve,” Sarah said. “I’m feeling fearful. This is scary, but I know that God will protect us.”

(Military roadblock. Click for source.)
“It is troubling, Honey, but God will watch over us like He promised to do in Psalm 91. And, He will show us what to do. You remember how a few years ago, God had told us these things would happen?” Steve said. “God had said that Cincinnati would be under a state of lockdown. The military would be guarding all main roads into and out of the city. And, check points would be set up at key arteries that flowed out of the city, such as interstate highways and main roads. Less-used roads would be blocked off with cement barricades and signs warning that taking a vehicle beyond the sign was a violation of the law.”

“I remember that,” Sarah said. “Father God also told us that He would protect us and lead us out of this country to a place of safety in the wilderness somewhere.”

“That is right, Honey,” Steve said, placing a gentle hand on his wife’s back. “That is also a reason why we need to seek God more during this short time we have left in Cincinnati.”

Suddenly, a knock came at the front door located in their living room.

“Who is that?” Sarah said, looking at her husband with a questioning look.

Steve shrugged and said, “I’ll see who it is.”

Steve left his wife and approached the door with even strides. Once he opened it, he saw a familiar face. A clean-shaven man with short brown hair, wearing a polo-type shirt and cargo trousers, stood on the patio outside. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties and was somewhat athletic, like Steven.

“Jason,” Steve said, “it’s good to see you, my friend. What’s been happening in your world?”

“Life is crazy, Steve,” Jason said. “I came because the Lord told me to. I think you might know more about this than I do. All I know is that God wants you to seek Him about our city. God has told me some things, but I will wait until you’ve heard from Him.”

“You’ve heard the news, then,” Steve said.

“I heard many gunshots, Steve. Way more than normal,” Jason said. “It was scary. I saw ambulances racing down the road. I saw crowds of people running or stampeding. This city is experiencing a great shaking and we need to know God’s will for our lives. That is also why I’ve come.”

“Come in, Jason,” Steve said. “I’m going to seek God about this. Feel free to take something from the fridge. I’ll seek God now.”

Jason entered the living room and said “hello” to Sarah. Steve hurried back to the spare bedroom and shut the door. He knelt down before a guest bed and sought God in prayer.

“Father God, what is happening? What is happening to this city and this country? Things are getting out of hand. And, why did you send Jason here? What is your will for our lives?” Steve said, feeling some tears come to his eyes.

“My son,” God’s loving voice said, “I am with you. I shall never leave you. Your nation is experiencing great shakings. You will see calamities strike your cities and your country like never before. Soon, the only way out of this city will be by way of police checkpoints and military checkpoints.

(A nuclear bomb strikes a city. Click for source.)
“Soon, the country will erupt into a state of civil war and chaos. Then, your leaders will issue orders to fire nuclear missiles at targets in Russia. These are limited targets. They will just be large enough to stir up the Russian bear and to provoke the Russians and Chinese to attack America. Then, fire will rain down on your nation’s cities, and factories, and power plants. Then, millions will die. Gas attacks will wipe out whole populations on a massive scale, never before seen in history. This nation of 300 million shall be reduced to just a few dozen million by the time this is over.

“I am calling out to this country and I shall continue to call out to it up until the day that it ceases to exist and its ashes are strewn on the waters. I love you very much. I shall bring you, Sarah, and Jason into a place of refuge, and I shall do the same for all who call upon Me and seek Me, if they want to know Me and to know My will for their lives. And, I the Lord your God and Abba Father have spoken.”

“Thank you, Abba Father,” Steve said. “This is encouraging that you have plans for us. But, I just wish more people would listen to you and seek to know you. Then, they would be safe and would be blessed.”

“That is right, My son,” Abba God said. “I will bless them if they seek Me. And, I the Lord your God and Abba Father have spoken.”

Steve left the room and told Jason and Sarah all that God had told him.

Once Steve had related to them what God had told him, Jason sighed. He said: “That is similar to what Abba God showed me. God said that calamities would strike this nation and this city. And, He said He will translate us to a place of safety in Eurasia. He said that I should be ready to be translated because it could happen any day now. You remember reading how God translated Philip from the Ethiopian eunuch in the book of Acts?”

“Where is that exactly?” Steve said as he approached a book shelf where a copy of the Bible was kept.

“It’s Acts chapter 8, verses 26-40,” Jason said.

Steve pulled out the Bible and flipped to Acts 8. After quickly scanning through it, he found a verse that stood out to him. “May I read this to you? Acts 8:39-40 says: ‘[39] And when they were come up out of the water, the Spirit of the Lord caught away Philip, that the eunuch saw him no more: and he went on his way rejoicing. [40] But Philip was found at Azotus: and passing through he preached in all the cities, till he came to Caesarea.’”

“So, since that did happen in real life, we can know that, that will happen for us,” Jason said. “The Bible is God’s Holy Word, and it is God-breathed and inspired by Him. It is pure and preserved. And, it says in Romans 2:11 that God has no favorites or respect of persons.”

“So, God will translate us to Eurasia by picking us up and setting us down?” Sarah said.

“He will carry us to Eurasia by a miracle. That is all I know,” Jason said. “But, we need to get ready for when God decides to translate us.”

Blam! Blam! Blam! Gunshots suddenly rung out, coming from what sounded like a block away. Jason, Steve, and Sarah all flinched. Sarah covered her mouth with a hand, stifling a scream.

“That is too close for comfort,” Steve said looking around to make sure no bullets had ripped through his house. He knew the shots likely wouldn’t reach his house from a block away, but the urge to check tugged on him.

“It must be a gunfight between two gangs, but this is really too close,” Sarah said nervously.

Blam! Blam! Blam! … The gunshots repeated ten times, and Sarah grit her teeth.

“I want to see what is happening out there,” Steve said.

“Steve, are you actually going to go outside and see the shooting?” Sarah said, fearfully.

“I just want to see if anyone is hurt and see who is shooting, or where it’s coming from,” Steve said. Seeing his wife’s worried look, he said, “Don’t worry, honey. God will take care of me.” Steve placed a hand on her shoulder to assure her.

“Steve, be careful,” Sarah said looking at his face.

“I’ll go with you,” Jason said boldly.

“Let’s go on foot,” Steve said. “Pray for us, dear,” he said to Sarah as he headed for the door.

“I will, honey. Be careful and don’t do anything you know is foolish,” Sarah said with some anxiety on her face.

“I will not get too close to the shooting, Sarah,” Steve said. “I just want to take a look.”

With that, he and Jason left the house and began walking briskly down a residential, tree-lined street, which bordered Steve’s small yard. Three-bedroom and two-bedroom houses, with attached garages, occupied this particular neighborhood. Suburbans, affordable cars, and small SUVs lined the streets or were parked in driveways.

Blam! Blam! Blam! Gunshots cracked through the air coming from up the street.

The spring wind blew through Steve’s hair, ruffling it as he and Jason walked down the sidewalk past parked cars. He could see people fearfully peering out at them through windows as he and Jason passed by.

“Steve,” Jason said suddenly, pointing in a certain direction, “look over there.”  He was pointing at a black, armored police truck. It had just pulled up on the left side of the street ahead, which was intersected by a fairly busy thoroughfare. Steve and Jason were now almost two blocks from Steve’s house, which was situated on the southwestern corner of his block.

(SWAT team. Click for source.)
The doors of the armored truck flew open and a heavily-armed SWAT team disembarked. Bullet-proof vests, Kevlar helmets, tactical shotguns, assault rifles, and other equipment made them stand out against the backdrop of pastel and cream-colored residential homes. The SWAT team seemed to be concentrating their attention on a three-story apartment building less than half a block away from them on the same side of the street as their truck. As Steve scanned up the apartment building, he noticed a window in the third floor with broken glass and a shadowy figure inside. ‘That could be the shooter,’ Steve thought.

Suddenly, a barrage of rapid-fire gunshots erupted from two windows in the three-story apartment building and bullets slammed into the armored police truck. Now, it’s certain that there are at least two shooters, Steve realized. ‘I better get back to the house.’

(A CGI apartment building.)
“Let’s go back to the house,” Steve said to his friend.

“Good idea,” Jason said as he nervously eyed the apartment building. “I’m with you on that.”

The two friends turned around and quickly jogged back to Steve’s house. As he jogged, a fear began attacking Steve to make him feel that his wife could be in danger, and that an armed gang could have broken into his own house. He tried to give it to God as he ran, but part of him felt that the fear could be true. And, it continued to attack him.

On arriving at his house, Steve grabbed the cold door knob, but found it was locked. And, he had forgotten to bring the house key with him. He pressed the doorbell and waited. But, Sarah didn’t come to the door. He tried knocking but there was no answer.

“Do you have the key with you?” Jason said.

“I forgot it,” Steve said, with a little frustration. “I should have taken it with me.”

“Sarah will come. I’m sure she will,” Jason said.

Rap. Rap. Rap. Steve knocked again.

“I hope Sarah is okay,” Steve said with uneasiness in his voice. “She should have answered by now.”


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[Footnote: The Chinese are not the enemy, neither are the Russians. Both are people just like you and me. But, God will use Russia and China to judge wicked nations, which will not repent from their rebellion against Him. And, the devil will seek to stir up men to persecute the Church. But, God will deliver all who seek Him and trust in Him.]

EXCERPT from Part 31 (“Locked Out of the House"):

'... “May I help you with something?” Steve said as calmly as he could.

The man with the mohawk eyed Steve up and down, sizing him up. Then, he said gruffly, “I’m Odin, a leader in the Deathskull cartel. I heard you are one of those Christian people. I want you to know that this neighborhood is now mine, and you and your family will have to begin moving today. ...

... And, we’ll do the same to you if you don’t take this warning.” ... ' (Read all of Part 31.)

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