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I had one of the most surprising things happen to me recently.
Gino is back!
Apparently all my sleuthing was in vain.
x.x
How did I find out?

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Ting-a-ling!
I sweatdropped slightly as the brand new bell for Liam's store jangled loudly in my ears, rubbing a finger in one of the offended organs.
"Liam... erm... That is a... um... great bell."
"Thank you. Bought it yesterday."
Liam was lifting large crates around on his shoulders, stacking them up in not-so-neat rows. He looked back and gave me a triumphant smile.
I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose, knowing such a smirk had to have a reason.
"Okay, Liam. What did you find out that I missed?"
He sat down on one of the crates, rolling his eyes skyward with a very un-innocent smile on his face.
"Nothin'. Nothin' at all."
"Liam, spill it or I'll use that blade on you."
"Oooooh, I'm so scared."
"LIAM!"
"Okay, okay! Geez."
He hopped off the barrels and walked slowly over, leaning on the counter to grin in my face. He was really enjoying this.
"Gino's alive."
I nearly fell over, my jaw dropping open.
"H-He's alive? Where is he?!" I nearly scrambled over the counter, grabbing Liam by his shirt. "WHERE?!"
He grinned at me. "I knew you had the hots for me, babe."
I suddenly realized what I was doing and released him, flushing slightly as I crawled backward.
"Do not! I just want to know where he is!"
Liam straightened his shirt, smirking at me. "Suuuuure that's all it is. If you ever change your mind, you know my number."
"I do no- ... Well, okay, I DO know your number, but that's not the point! Where's Gino?!"
"He was at Sasha's house recovering from the fall, but he's at his mansion now."
"How did you find out?"
"Sasha told me."
I whirled around and tore out of the store as fast as I could, hearing Liam yell "Call me!" as I headed for Isle de Gambino.

"Oh, hey Tazzin! I love clothes! Do you? I do! Do you? I d-!"
"Sasha! Was Gino here?"
"Yes, but he went come to his mansion. Do you lo-?"
<Door Slams>

I ran up to the mansion, limping a little, realizing I had strained my leg too badly again. I sat down on a nearby park bench, panting. Damn my leg.
I couldn't run anywhere ever since that rush of the zombies come last October. I had badly injured my leg then, and it had been twisted oddly ever since. I looked up at the mansion.
"Tomorrow, I'm going into that house. And I'm finding out if Gino is REALLY alive."