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did not move.
“You think Greco will let you live, Sal? A man who bites the hand that feeds him will eventually bite his new master.”
“Maybe,” Sal said. “But I’ll be alive tomorrow, and you won’t.”
He nodded.
“Finish him.”
The doors exploded inward.
Dante entered like death itself.
He opened fire.
Two men went down before they knew the doors had opened. A third continue reading …
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