Vino turned back to the window. He pressed his palm flat against the cold glass. He didn't see his reflection. He saw a man who had just burned his own house down to feel the heat.
"That wasn't me," Vino said, his voice a low gravel. "That was a character. You are looking at the director now." vino g bastian wallpaper
"Tjahyo thinks I am a dog on a leash," Vino said, kneeling so his face was level with Ari’s. "He feeds me scraps. He gives me men like you to break. But dogs bite the hand that holds the leash, don't they?" Vino turned back to the window
"Please," Ari whispered, his nose bleeding onto his white shirt. "You don't have to do this. You’re an actor, right? I saw you in that movie. The one about the soldier." He saw a man who had just burned
Ari scrambled out the door, disappearing into the rain-soaked hallway.
Ari nodded frantically.
"Go," Vino said.