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The end of the 48 hours

- Do you know her? – the woman looked at Anon 1.

He nodded.

- Mr. Casanova sent the girl in. – said Anon 2.

She got out of my way, begrudgingly. I gave a wry smile and couldn't help but snipe:

- I'm close to Anon's . – I blinked.

I entered, accompanied by the two gigantic security guards, one on either side, making me feel even shorter than I already was. I didn't even reach for their shoulders.

- Okay, Anon 1 takes care of the son Casanova.

- Anon 2 of the parent Casanova. Am I right? He smiled, bringing up the subject.

- No... My name is not Anon. - Said Anon 2. - I'm Otávio.

- I'm sorry, Octavio. Mr. Casanova's security, that?

He nodded, looking unfriendly.

- I recognized you. Well, I found Mr. Allan Casanova's wallet in the elevator and came to deliver it to him personally. You know how it is...

- Follow me, miss? – Anon 2 didn't remember my name.

- Bongiove. – Anon 1 answered for me.

What was the point of even saying that my last name was Novaes? The man swore I was Bongiove... A
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