C690 Let Me Go Please!
The ambiance of the familiar restaurant was punctuated only by the occasional clink of a silver spoon against a plate. Other than that, silence reigned. Suddenly...
"Do we really have to keep waiting?" Graham, known for his short fuse, abruptly stood up, his irritation evident as he smacked the table.
Three whole days had passed since Giorno's death. They had hurried back to Naples two days ago