17√THE ITALIAN MAFIA
THIRD PERSON'S POV AWHILE AGO "Where?" a man in his late 50s asked frustration written all over his face as he frowned more. He was getting impatient after all the long night driving back here "dad we are almost there.." his son said with a smirk clearly confident of where he was taking his old man. The black Prado being drove they were followed with four black vans behind them clearly on high guard. It was only early in the morning as this was happening. At Namjoon's studio work was going on as usual unaware of what was going to happen in the next few minutes. Just like any other normal day everyone was busy with work moving through the building here and there. There wasn't anything wrong yet but until the black suit men stepped on the shining tiles dominating the whole building with
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