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The rain stopped. The hunt began.

Vino stood by the window of a cheap hotel room, the one with the peeling yellow wallpaper that smelled of clove cigarettes and regret. He traced the outline of a faded floral pattern with his fingertip. Outside, the city was a blur of neon reds and deep blues, but he lived in the grays. vino g bastian wallpaper

"Go," Vino said.

He didn't answer. He just looked at the yellow wallpaper one last time. Tomorrow, he would be a different man. But tonight, he was the villain they deserved. The rain stopped

He handed Ari the knife. "Take this. Go to the police. Tell them where Tjahyo keeps his real ledger. And tell them Vino G. Bastian sends his regards." He traced the outline of a faded floral

Ari nodded frantically.

He pulled out his phone. One missed call. Tjahyo.