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The elevator in Bolago's underground garage opened.
Angelica walked out.
She had a wasp waist and a perky buttocks, with a champagne tattoo stretching from her spine to her waist, long legs wearing slacks paired with high boots.
John secured the weapon case on his back.
Angelica asked him to bring a sniper rifle, claiming it was for bird hunting, but judging by the three full magazine requirement...
The chances of this "bird" being able to talk were quite high.
The garage was colorful.
The neon lights from the entertainment district were flickering, graffiti projected on the walls constantly changing styles, and the VIP parking area had speakers embedded in the walls to enhance the echoes.
The rich clients from the West District would sway their bodies as they got into their vehicles, still feeling like they were immersed in the dance floor before the car doors closed.
At the moment, a new album by some live band was playing.
