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... houlder blade. He spun, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief, to see Jose standing behind him, holding a revolver.
Jose’s eyes were cold, devoid of any warmth. He slowly reloaded the revolver, the click of the cylinder a chilling sound in the sudden silence.
"Desculpe, chefe. / Sorry, boss."
Nicolau cursed, a guttural sound torn from his throat.
"Seu bastardo! Eu confiei em você! Você está trabalhando para o homem que enviou o dinheiro, não está ...
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