"That wasn't me," Vino said, his voice a low gravel. "That was a character. You are looking at the director now."
Ari nodded frantically.
He wasn’t a bad man. That was the problem. Bad men slept soundly. Vino hadn’t slept in three days. vino g bastian wallpaper
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." "That wasn't me," Vino said, his voice a low gravel
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. "That wasn't me
Jakarta, 3:00 AM.