Post by account_disabled on Dec 4, 2023 9:59:31 GMT
The man punched him in the side, knocking the wind out of him and bending him double. “Be less of an asshole and go see who's causing trouble.” Laszlo took a deep breath and, rubbing his side, went back into the room. Inside he saw Emi talking to Manu. And what the hell does this guy want now? , she thought. “Her,” Emi said, seeing Laszlo and pointing a finger at him. “I told her several times about this damn music.” «This is not the right time, listen to me.» “It's time to end this, Mr. Nemet,” Emi continued in a loud voice. "I…" “And who the fuck is this?” Mimmo Mancone, hearing them arguing, had entered. “A neighbor,” Laszlo replied.
Mimmo pulled out his gun and pointed it at Emi. “Shut your mouth, fagot, and go out back,” he ordered. “You too,” he then said to Laszlo. «You, on the other hand, be a good girl and close the place. I'll tell you when to reopen it." Emi blanched, but followed Laszlo out without saying another word. Manu pulled down the shutter. "Someone was Phone Number Data hiding in there," said Giulio when the others came out. “I saw food scraps and toys.” «The children…», Emi let out. "What children?" asked Mimmo. “Which children are you talking about?” «They are two little homeless people, who sometimes take refuge here in the back.» “Then maybe they saw everything.” "I don't think so, Mimmo," Laszlo tried to say.
And how can you say that? Huh? They saw where your client ran off to and maybe even that map.” “Mimmo, try to think about it,” Laszlo said. «Even if he managed to climb over the wall, how could two children have managed it? They come here every now and then, who knows where they decided to spend the evening today.» “The Dead Man is right,” Nico said. “Where do I find those children?” «Leave those children alone, they have nothing to do with your stories!», Emi shouted. "Don't get involved, fagot," said Mimmo, cocking the Beretta's hammer. «I repeat, Mr. Mimmo, they are children and I don't think they saw anything.» «I told you don't get involved and above all don't mention my name.»
Mimmo pulled out his gun and pointed it at Emi. “Shut your mouth, fagot, and go out back,” he ordered. “You too,” he then said to Laszlo. «You, on the other hand, be a good girl and close the place. I'll tell you when to reopen it." Emi blanched, but followed Laszlo out without saying another word. Manu pulled down the shutter. "Someone was Phone Number Data hiding in there," said Giulio when the others came out. “I saw food scraps and toys.” «The children…», Emi let out. "What children?" asked Mimmo. “Which children are you talking about?” «They are two little homeless people, who sometimes take refuge here in the back.» “Then maybe they saw everything.” "I don't think so, Mimmo," Laszlo tried to say.
And how can you say that? Huh? They saw where your client ran off to and maybe even that map.” “Mimmo, try to think about it,” Laszlo said. «Even if he managed to climb over the wall, how could two children have managed it? They come here every now and then, who knows where they decided to spend the evening today.» “The Dead Man is right,” Nico said. “Where do I find those children?” «Leave those children alone, they have nothing to do with your stories!», Emi shouted. "Don't get involved, fagot," said Mimmo, cocking the Beretta's hammer. «I repeat, Mr. Mimmo, they are children and I don't think they saw anything.» «I told you don't get involved and above all don't mention my name.»