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Chapter Sixty-Four The Boy with the Glass Eye

作者: Zinny
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-05 12:59:48

Antonioni's POV 

They say a man shouldn’t get his hands dirty. I say don’t trust a man with clean fingers in a war this filthy.

I pulled the trigger myself last night. Shot Nina in the skull.

Not out of rage. She didn’t scream. She didn’t beg. She just looked at me, tired. Broken. Useless. I warned her…"Give me Lorenzo or give me blood." She gave me neither.

And so I gave her mine.

One bullet. Clean. She dropped like a silent hymn, and as her hand fell lifelessly open, a note slipped out:

“Please, someone, take care of Nora, my little girl.”

I stood there. Staring. A minute. Maybe two. That kind of pain… it doesn’t buy forgiveness. But it bought her child a chance. That’s all I’ll say.

Later that night, I sat outside w

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