To the beach

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Carla “Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!” Am I dead already? Why is the bullet not here yet? I am scared shitless right now, yet I don't feel pain or see blood anywhere. The bullet is supposed to pierce the glass by now, and… Oh my God! The car is bulletproof! This car is bulletproof. So, Don Angelo… He pushed me in here because he doesn't want me to be hit by any stray bullet. He knows the car is bulletproof. Why would he be out there risking his life when we can all get into the car and zoom out of this place? What the heck! Don Angelo just hit someone in the head. And that person seems to be the last of the group. How is this even possible? The two of them just killed about twenty men in less than five minutes. Who does that? Are they robots? Or, have I seen too little of the world to understa

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