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... ening.
A cigarette was lit in the rain.
The flickering light illuminated Ethan’s face.
Today he wore a long coat dark enough to be pitch black, black leather gloves on his hands, and a bowler hat, a very typical Mafia ensemble.
He took a deep drag of the cigarette.
He rarely smoked, but this cigarette had more of a ritualistic meaning.
He placed the cigarette by the dock’s edge, then walked into the rain.
Though the night was warm, the rain ...
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