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Lilas light. “I have to talk to him.” I say, and Salvatore closes the door behind me. “No, you are not going anywhere him.” Slavatore says, walking into another sector of his bedroom and I follow him. “I don’t know what you think you are saying but I owe Ricardo an explanation. I was dating him…” I say and he scoffs. “Yeah…for like two days.” Salvatore says, there is a viper on his tongue that shows me that he doesn’t even respect Ricardo at all. With a subtle touch, as if guided by an unspoken code, his weathered hands activated a concealed mechanism. The wall responded obediently, unveiling a secret compartment. I gasp, moving back when I see the compartment of the armory, revealing an assortment of firearms. Gleaming metal surfaces showcased a variety of weapons –pistols, robus