27~ Innocence

Vincenzo stood before Moscow, the feared leader of the Black Spider, he wasn't scared. Even with the terrifying appearance of Moscow, Vincenzo stood before him like he was staring at his father.

The dimly lit room was filled with an air of tension as Moscow's piercing gaze bore into him. Olsen, his long-time friend, had been killed, and now Vincenzo found himself in the crosshairs of suspicion and accusation.

"Why did you kill Olsen?" Moscow's voice cut through the silence like a sharp blade, his tone laced with anger and grief. The weight of the question hung heavily in the room, and Vincenzo knew he had to tread carefully.

"Moscow, I didn't kill Olsen," Vincenzo said, his voice steady. "He took his own life. After all, that was what he wanted."

Moscow's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. It was clear that the notion of suicide was hard for him to believe. Olsen had been a trusted ally, a brother in arms. The idea that he had succumbed to his own demons was a bitter pill to swallow.

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