No Way ! Mafia Again ?!
"Why... why did he cry?"
"I don’t know," Ted shrugged, his hands open in helplessness, though his voice carried a deep compassion. "He was all alone in that basement room, holding your photo, crying like he couldn’t stop. I saw him the day before yesterday, crying the whole day. Yesterday, he wore sunglasses so I wouldn’t see how swollen his eyes were, but I still heard him. You know, hearing that... even I, as his subordinate, couldn’t help but feel heartbroken."
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