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Chapter 0077

“You’re late, son,” a voice called, and I whipped around to face a man, a little old but his face familiar to me.

He wasn’t wearing a mask, just like Adonis and Dom, so it was easy to recognise him. I had seen his picture many times. David Vitale. It was shocking how much Adonis resembled this man
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