“They’re coming up the Corso,” Marco said, grabbing his pack. “Is it the pack from the stadium?” “Yeah. The fast ones.”
Giulia stood up, sliding the magazine into her pistol with a final, metallic snap. “Forget the file, Marco. We’re live-streaming the finale now.”
“It’s the last thing I downloaded,” Marco whispered. “The night the sirens started. I was waiting for the subtitles to finish. I thought I’d have a quiet weekend.”
Should they head or try to find a vehicle ?
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