lt;pgt;American pros

In a community within the city of Marietta, located in the outer satellite city, Martin-Davis hobbled into the living room, his injured knee protesting with pain.,“You two idiots, take me to the vet!” Martin swore, snatching the paper bag without ceremony.,Martin was just about to ask a question, then he remembered that this house belonged to James Carter. "Your uncle died eight years ago," he said, "from eating the wrong flour."。