Chapter 8 Chaos in Notte Rossa

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The bar stood at the corner of a busy street, bathed in golden lights. Above the entrance hung a simple metallic sign with elegant writing.

Notte Rossa.

It was Italian and it meant ‘Red night.’ 

“We are here. It’s my favorite place in the city.” Mira announced excitedly. “And their dr...

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