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Twenty-four: Luca Capaldi
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Twenty-six: Luca Capaldi The minute I got back to Boston, there was someone pointing a gun at my head. “You must be a fucking idiot,” a familiar voice said, as the gun dug into my skull. I laughed. “You come quickly when you’re threatened.” The Fixer glared at him. “I shouldn’t have even bothered with such a bold, fucking request but I heard a rumor that Andre Antonov was back stateside so I thought that maybe there was something wrong. I didn’t want the bastard anywhere near Drina.” “Yeah, he’s back,” I said, “and he kidnapped Audrina. At least that’s my working theory. We got into a fight because she told me the truth about how she ratted Augusta out in order to save her own skin.” The Fixer raised an eyebrow. “Where the fuck did you get that idea?” “Because that’s what she said before she disappeared. She implied that she was the one for telling the Ramono’s where Augusta was hiding.” The Fixer removed the gun from my head, then turned me around. “You’re a fucking idiot.”
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