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Angelo's POV

I take a step towards my bedroom and I hear my phone ringing. It Max.

“Hello." I say into the phone.

“The detective called, they ran the test and found nothing." He told me.

“When did he call." I asked him.

“He called just a few minutes ago. It was pretty late and I wondered if he ever sleeps." Max says.

I looked down at my foot.

“Did you do it?." He asked me. I knew the question was coming.

“No." I told him.

“Why not?." He asked.

“I found someone that was built like Hans, they would probably be the same age but I couldn't do it." I say again rubbing my eye brows.

“Why?."

“He played basketball." I told him.

“What, you have a thing for basket ballers?." He asked me laughing afterwards.

“No. I don't have a thing for basketball players. My younger brother used to play basketball." I told him.

“Then what?." He asked me insensitively.

“Then he started doing drugs and quit from the academy. He died during a shootout." I told him and there was a pause.

“I'm sorry." Max s
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