HINTS I

AT THE GLASS HOUSE.

Andallio was completely knocked out when Don Soriano’s men got inside his room. It was all scattered, and beer bottles were littered around the room. They reported back to him, but he insisted that they bring him where he was.

"Calm down, old man; you just heard that he’s drunk; it can’t be him," Olvido said carefully.

"So was it me then? Was it me who killed her?" Don Soriano arched painfully. He banged his hands on the door and removed it angrily. He placed his hand on his face to wipe off his little tears and sweat.

"What is on your face?" Olvido asked curiously, staring at his face wildly. He moved closer to Don Soriano and checked. Don Soriano also checked himself and smelled it.

"It’s blood, blood; they were here, Olvido," Don Soriano freaked out. He summoned his men to check the area, and the floors should be opened up. They diverted their attention to the terrace and began the search.

"Boss, we found two men!" One of his men yelled, and a gunshot sou
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