Chianti turned around angrily, only to see Gin standing in the doorway with a gloomy expression. "Chianti, you're too noisy."
Swallowing back the profanity that was right on the tip of her tongue, Chianti shrunk her neck. She certainly hadn't missed the murderous intent in Gin's eyes.
Korn nodded at Gin, finished packing his gun, and stood up. "Let's go, it's time for our operation."
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