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— So, they killed him, right in his sleep at his own villa, and then they slit his throat and cut off his ear, can you imagine? Yesterday and today, the guards have been constantly at the theater, trying to find out who might have had a motive to harm the poor man. We live in terrible times... By the way, if you have any business inside, I recommend you take care of it on another day. Because of the guards' interference in the theater's life, all events have been canceled, and if you cross its threshold, you might be taken in for questioning as well.
- Yeah, that's rough, - Raphael said gloomily. - My condolences, you must have been quite close to him, unlike me. And the guards have already questioned me. I don't want to talk to them again. Well, since the audition is off, I'll come tomorrow. Maybe the fuss will have died down a bit.
He returns "home," if he hasn't been kicked out after what happened.