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104 : The Past and The Present
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It didn't take another day for him to get a taste of the cruel mobster's wrath. A little after sunrise, Leandro Tomassini arrived at the scene with another bunch of gun-toting goons.
No masks this time. Like they couldn't care less that it would make it way too easy for him to identify them in a police line-up. Stupid pricks.
Wearing a tailored three-piece suit as dark as his soulless eyes, Leandro walked right in with a gun strapped to his hip, his jaw-length hair all damp and shiny, like he just finished his morning shower.
With his pricey-looking leather shoes and immaculate outfit, the asshole looked seriously ready for a board meeting instead of a spur-of-the-moment drop-by in a well-disguised torture chamber. The place didn't quite resemble an old dungeon, though.
Théo squinted at their surroundings. Damp and cold walls. Decrepit building. Rusty, old machinery and he
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