Under The Mafia's Veil
Alice said anxiously as she settled into one of the chairs at the dining table.
"Chill. I got the plate number out before picking you up, and I plan on dumping it anyway," Chiara said, and Alice nodded.
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Alice now stood in front of the tall and magnificent building, Vclass Mobile. She was dressed in a clean white long-sleeve shirt and black pants, with well-polished black boots. Her black wig was combed neatly, and her mustache and beard were very much intact. She felt a little apprehensive, but she wasn’t scared; that emotion had died long ago. Sergio had always taught her to face everything head-on: what's going to happen will happen; there's no point in stalling.
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