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“Fuckin’ Hell bitch!” Eve shouted at an elderly woman as she wiped spit from her face. She wanted to swing at the old bat, to really give her a reason to hate her. Her fist was pulled back, ready to let loose, but firm hands gripped her arms and pulled her against what could be mistaken for a brick wall. But it was only Vittorio trying to keep his partner under control.

( Break the walls between building atrophy... )