The door opened and a tall mysterious-looking man walked in. It was the first time I saw him. He was wearing old clothes and his shoes were totally wet. He was holding a leather suitcase and his eyes were looking down all the time.
It was half past seven in the evening, so I was alone in the office. He didn’t say any word, he just took a gun from his pocket and pointed at me.
With no time to react, that guy started firing to the picture behind me. It was a portrait of the company’s owner. When he finished all his bullets, he said: “let your boss know Don Matteoti send his regards”.
[Composition #7, 3rd Level]
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