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Who is holding a meeting in his house without him? Initially, Enrico angry squeezed his fists, but then caught himself thinking that it could all be happy. Nevertheless, he tried to hear about what is arguing outside the door. The voices behind it sounded loud, but for some reason it was not to disassemble. Until he guess to bend and attach an ear to a keyhole. Now everything has become audible. Maybe it’s in some incredible acoustics. The keyboard was narrow, but quite large. And the impression was created that it breathes, as it should be the lips of the Manticari, which he imagined.
«He wanders somewhere among people.»
«Our brother?» asked several voices at once on different tonality.
«Who else?»
«Now there is a former brother.»
«No, not former. There are no former among us.»
«Siel was eliminated himself.»
«Siel? No one has this name in the clan of Enrico. There is some kind of mistake.
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