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Chapter THIRTY TWO

I sit on the bottom of the staircase, nervously biting my nails as I wait for the bastards to return. I comb my fingers through my hair as I watch Trent's goons wander the corridors in pairs with their guns tucked into the side of their pants.

"Questa cagna ha le palle." (This bitch has balls) ...

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