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Max's POV

Angelo is sitting in front of me and he's making no sense.

“Is he making any sense?." I asked Vera who's sitting beside me, she shakes her head and he boobs wiggle. She always agrees with me regardless of anything, why not when I put the food on her table.

My eyes are resting on her nipples and I can just stretch my hand and touch them, if Angelo wasn't here, I would have stolen a taste of her juicy tits.

I take my eyes off her boobs because if I don't, Angelo would start to stare at them too.

“I'm sorry boss." Angelo says. I'm unsure of why he'd apologizing, is it because I caught him staring at Veras tits or because he's making no sense.

I look around the booth, almost unsure of what to do with him. If I kill him myself, I might never find Hans and if I don't, I might never find Hans either. A sigh escape my lips.

He looks around the booth with me too and I can see the fear in his eyes. I'm not going to kill him, I concluded, maybe another day. If he wasn
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