SIXTY ONE

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The pungent smell of alcohol instantly assaulted Antonio's sense of smell. He frowned and rubbed his nose for a moment before stepping inside and closing the wooden door that was covered in soundproofing. His eyes darted around and the familiar people were already waiting for him there. Nathan and Carl sat on the long sofa while Flo was busy fiddling with a bolster on the not-so-wide bed in the corner of the room.

Upon noticing Antonio's presence, Flo was the first to draw her attention to the man. She threw the bolster on the floor and hurriedly got up. "Yo, whatsup, boss!"

But Nathan glared at her in surprise, how could he speak that language in this situation.

Antonio didn't respond to the strange greeting either. He chose to sit on the sofa with Nathan and Carl, and Flo followed. They all now filled the long table in the center of the room. The table, made of transparent glass that was not covered by a cloth, was filled with various bottles of drinks and several