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I shoulder open my front door long after everyone in the house other than Gianna will be asleep. My own silent halls greet me. I kick the door shut, nudge off my shoes, and head upstairs to shower before I get blood on anything important.
It’s been two long goddamn days, but Thano’s people are finally starting to close in on a potential location for Luca. Tony pulled them in more after I told him to make his own call. Yet another good decision that night. I stride into the master bathroom attached to my bedroom, strip, and put my suit directly in the second laundry basket I keep in there for anything that needs serious stain removal. Then, I switch on the massive rain shower I splurged on a few years ago.
Everything’s been moving too fast for me to check in with Eleni, but after how vocal she was in my office, I get the sense she’d let me know if I’d done anything wrong or pissed her off. Once we have a location
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