RENZO 81:Nicole turned. His face was swollen, and blood ran from his nose down to his chin. His shirt was torn, and every step looked painful. “Isn't that the boss's voice?” He asked himself in absolute uncertainty. “But he went to China, right? Pull yourself together, Nicole…” He continued his walk.I clicked the roof of my tongue at his stupidity. There was a room door, leading directly into his room. I opened it, letting myself in. Nichole got into his room, grumbling about how dark it was.Should I even be concerned about his injuries?“Nicholas, don't turn on the light,” I whispered, adding a bit of my impatience. He froze with one hand pressed against his side. Then he turned even more slowly, only to see me sitting calmly on the chair inside his room, tapping my gun lightly against the edge of the bed.His eyes grew wide.“Boss,” he breathed.He almost jumped backward, and then he hurried forward and dropped to his knees in front of me. “Boss, you are alive,” he said, and h
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