The Revenge Of The Boss
he added, his eyes shining with cold fury, "I don't want to give up my three hours of free time. They must be in the center of the courtyard, from 8:00 to 11:00 sharp, with no restrictions on movement within that perimeter. I'll walk where I want, I'll see what I need to see."
Masi hesitated, the official stammered something about regulations, but Vito didn't bat an eyelid. Stoicism kept him upright: You'll pay for every concession, idiots. This is my kingdom now.
Every morning, from 8:00 to 11:00, Vito went out for his three hours. It wasn't freedom—it was a cruel illusion under the gaze of the guards, with the sun burning his skin and the sea mocking him from the distance. But it was space
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