The drive here was… long. Quiet. Heavy with tension. Behind us, Matteo stands guard, bristling with weapons. Our eyes meet briefly but I look away. I’m still pissed at both he and his redhead brother. “Lead the way, Futo,” Rafaele says. we step inside, and I realize I was right. The entire p
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