“Hello there, my good man,” the man in the coat said. The manager said, “Good evening.”
“I would like to rent this pizzeria for tonight.”
“But...uh...sir...you have to sign a contract and go to the main company building and have a—”
“I don’t care, sir. I’m taking this place for the night.”
“Why?”
“Cuz it’s torture time.”
The man punched the manger in the face, shoving him to the floor.
The man in the blue coat bended down to the dying manger.
“As a wise man once said...,” the blue coat man said, “to prove a point...here’s to crime.”
“Who are you?”
And the man’s identity was this: Elianna’s father.
“Mwah-ha-ha. MWAH-HA-HA-HA. MWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA...”
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