[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-undressed-by-the-mafia-god":3,"chapter-undressed-by-the-mafia-god-undressed-by-the-mafia-god-chapter-210":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Undressed By The Mafia God",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},982958,1284,"Chapter 210: I See You Hanging Around","undressed-by-the-mafia-god-chapter-210",210,"\u003Cp>\"Marco!\" he called out. A few heads turned. Marco slowed. Then he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Detective Voss,\" Marco said. \"How can I help you?\" Voss closed the remaining distance between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see you hanging around,\" he said. \"I get curious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\" Marco asked lightly. \"You looking to accuse Luca of this too?\" Straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voss allowed himself a faint smile. \"Your boss may not have done this,\" he said, \"but it doesn’t make him a saint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco’s eyes hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t interrupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have any information you can give me?\" Voss continued, watching for the smallest reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want me to do your job for you,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Consider it your civic duty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You already know how this works, Detective,\" he said. \"If I had something worth saying, I wouldn’t be saying it to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Funny thing is,\" Voss said slowly, \"you don’t strike me as someone who just stands around for no reason.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I take an interest,\" Marco said finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In what?\" Voss asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco’s gaze flicked past him, toward the alley where Rosa’s body still lay. \"Well, I know Rosa,\" Marco said. Good woman.\" His gaze drifted briefly toward the alley. \"Miss Scalese will be gutted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First Inferi disappears,\" Voss said, folding his arms slowly. \"Now Rosa is murdered. All connected to Miss Scalese.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco’s eyes flicked back to him, sharper now. \"Now she’s your suspect?\" he asked, a faint edge creeping into his tone. \"Let me clear your doubts then,\" Marco continued, before Voss could respond. \"Miss Scalese is not in town. She went on a trip.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voss raised a brow slightly. \"And where exactly did she go?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Out of town,\" Marco repeated, offering nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’d like to talk to her when she gets back,\" Voss said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco gave a small shrug. \"Suit yourself. Am I done with my civic duty?\" he added, a faint trace of sarcasm slipping back into his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You may go...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you,\" Marco said, already turning away. He had taken no more than a few steps when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Marco?\" The call stopped him again. This time, the irritation was obvious. He exhaled sharply, shoulders tightening before he turned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" he asked, not bothering to hide the edge in his voice now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voss didn’t move from where he stood. \"You say she’s a good woman,\" he said. \"If you know anything,\" Voss continued, holding his gaze, \"help me find who did this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re asking the wrong man,\" Marco said finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe,\" Voss replied. \"But sometimes the wrong man knows exactly where to look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco stepped closer to Voss. \"If I do find who did this,\" Marco said quietly, \"you don’t have to worry, Detective Voss... I will do my civic duty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voss held his gaze, catching it instantly. A faint crease formed between his brows as he studied Marco more carefully now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do I feel like we’re talking about two different types of civic duty?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco’s lips curved into a small, knowing smirk. He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. The silence said enough. He straightened, slipping his hands casually into his pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned and walked away. Voss watched him go, exhaling sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn mafia guys,\" he muttered under his breath, shaking his head slightly. Voss turned back toward the alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*****\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Luca woke to the vibration of his phone against the glass table beside the couch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound cut through the haze of restless, broken sleep, dragging him back into consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He groaned under his breath, shifting slightly as the stiffness in his neck and shoulders immediately made itself known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couch had been a terrible place to sleep. His gaze flicked briefly toward the bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca reached for the phone with a quiet sigh, dragging himself upright as he checked the screen. He answered on the second ring, bringing the phone to his ear as he ran a hand over his face. \"Marco...\" he said, his voice rough with sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss... can you talk?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca leaned forward slightly, his gaze drifting once more toward the bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" he said. \"Go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need you to keep Miss Scalese with you for a bit,\" Marco said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s posture shifted immediately, the last traces of sleep gone. \"What’s happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rosa was found dead this morning,\" Marco said. \"In the alley behind the pizza parlour. I’m still looking into it,\" Marco continued. \"Valentina is also being watched.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watched by who?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ricardo for now until I have more information,\" Marco replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me know if it isn’t random,\" Luca said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line went dead immediately after. Luca lowered the phone slowly, before dropping his hand to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled quietly, then pushed himself to his feet. He crossed the short distance to the door and knocked gently\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come in.\" Bianca’s voice floated through the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca turned the handle and stepped inside. The room was brighter now, sunlight filtering through the curtains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca stood at the dresser, her back partially turned, one hand moving steadily through her hair with a brush. She was already dressed. Her makeup was done—every detail in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no trace of last night’s breakdown. She caught his reflection in the mirror before turning slightly to face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Morning,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca stopped just inside the room. \"Morning,\" he replied. \"Uh... I just need to take a shower and I’ll be on my way,\" Luca said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leaving for New York?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not yet,\" Luca replied. \"I have business here for a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmmm...\" Bianca hummed softly, finally turning her head just enough to catch his reflection in the mirror. \"I’ll be staying for the rest of the week before going back home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca nodded once. \"That thing you said about starting a clothing line,\" he began, shifting slightly as if easing into safer ground, \"do you need any money or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca’s lips curved into a small smile. \"I’ll never say no to money,\" she said, her tone smooth, almost teasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca let out a faint breath, nodding again. \"Right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Here is to 200 power stones. 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