Luca reached for a can of soda and froze—someone grabbed it first. The man’s eyes were sharp, unreadable. “Oh, sorry,” Luca muttered. The man’s smirk was slow, calculating. Behind him, two others lingered, quiet and watchful. Luca stepped back. “No problem,” he said. The man tilted his head, studying him.“Interesting choice,”he said, before walking away.
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03/09/2025