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"Well?" Aileen asked impatiently. She was now sitting across from the man, who was looking at his feet, probably trying to calm himself down. He finally took a deep breath and looked up at her.

"I don't know much" he told her. "Morone is working in a closed circle, there is a certain hierarchy. Only the highest ranked know much."

"But" he said when Aileen sighed, "I have a friend in the highest ranks. We were at a bar, drinking our asses off, because his wife left him and he wanted me to 'support' him. And he started blabing about a storage room that he had to guard. And I got curious, so I asked him about it. He said it was a 'top secret' and that it hid   something important to the boss."

Aileen remembered Bianca. "He...storage...221.."

"Where is that storage?" she asked, a big grin on her face. Finally, they were getting somewhere.

"Uh...Queens I think." he said. "But I don't know which one it is, or the room."

"Oh, don't you worry about that" she smiled brightly at him. "Gracia, you've  been very helpful."

"Can I go now?"

"Hell no!" she looked at him surprised. "Did you really think I was gonna let you go? You could return to the italians and tell them everything and, besides, you could still be of use to me. No chance in hell I'm letting you walk out of here."

She smiled and winked at him, then exited the room.

She walked over to Vincent, who had heard the whole conversation in the back room. "There is only one big storage unit in Queens famous for its safety and anonymity" he said, smiling at her.

"Awesome" she wiggled her eyebrows exitedly. "Now, let's go find out what we're dealing with."
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"It's pointless to ask where we're going, right?" Vincent said.

"We're off to Neverland!" she grinned at him.

"Are you quoting Metallica lyrics or are you actually taking me to see pirates and fairies?"

"Uhhh....both?" she gave him a shy smile. "Ouu, and a crocodile!"

"For fuck's sake" he sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"That's your problem, baby, you just don't believe."

Aileen parked the car in front of a building. Colorful neon lights decorated the door, spelling NEVERLAND, flashing on and off. The large windows, though, were dark.

"What is this?" Vincent asked.

"Come on" she said, flashing him a mysterious smile.

The room was empty, apart from neon lights shaped like arrows, all pointed towards...a swirly slide?

"The fuck?" he stared.

"This is the way to Neverland!" she grinned.

"You want me to slide down a hole in the ground that leads to a place that doesn't even exist?"

Aileen didn't reply, she only sat at the edge of the big neon-lit hole on the floor and slid down, screaming in excitement. Vincent stared wide-eyed as the ground swallowed her.

"Oh well" he eventually shrugged as he placed himself on the top of the swirly slide. He took a deep breath.

"YOLO!" he shouted, as he slid down.

When he eventually reached the bottom, Aileen was blocking the exit. "Took you long enough" she said and backed off so he could see. "Welcome to Neverland."

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