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LUCA
The room was dead silent.
Roberto brought the gun down, but it didn't matter. He'd already made the mistake.
And I never let mistakes slide. If I did, they repeated themselves-like this one.
I moved before anyone could say a word. I reached Roberto and lifted my hand to take the gun. He saw my hand coming and tried to fight, shoving back,
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