Redmi 13 (moon) Nv data, Nvram
Gaitonde stares. For the first time in a decade — awe.
"I was here."
"I’ve killed forty-three men. Every one of them, I looked in the eye. But this one… this one fell in my home while I was shitting in the other room. And now the cops — the same ones I own — will have to arrest me. Unless..."
Silence.
Rain hammers the torn screen. Gaitonde walks down the aisle. A man in a grey sweater sits alone. No fear. No respect. Just eyes that have watched too many films.
"I don’t pay for art. I pay for alibis."
Gaitonde stares. For the first time in a decade — awe.
"I was here."
"I’ve killed forty-three men. Every one of them, I looked in the eye. But this one… this one fell in my home while I was shitting in the other room. And now the cops — the same ones I own — will have to arrest me. Unless..."
Silence.
Rain hammers the torn screen. Gaitonde walks down the aisle. A man in a grey sweater sits alone. No fear. No respect. Just eyes that have watched too many films.
"I don’t pay for art. I pay for alibis."