DOMUS MALUM
“What is this?”
“That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.”
The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink.
DOMUS MALUM
His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.
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