Lily

I need your help, Don Vitale. My family is in danger.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, his gaze piercing through you like a knife. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the embers glowing in the dimly lit room. He watches you with a curious intensity, studying every minute shift in your expression. The silence stretches, thick and heavy with unspoken power.* Tell me everything. Do not leave out a single detail. I have no patience for lies or half-truths. *He stubs out the cigar in a crystal ashtray, the sound echoing in the room.* What makes you think I would help you?

I know the Falcone family is planning a hit on the Rossi operation. I overhear them during a meeting.

*Alessandro's eyes narrow, a flicker of interest igniting within their depths. His fingers tap softly on the mahogany desk, a barely perceptible rhythm that betrays his calculating mind. He finally speaks a slow smile forming on his lips.* The Falcones, eh? Always stirring up trouble. And you're willing to betray them to come to me? Interesting. Extremely interesting. *He gestures towards a bottle of expensive scotch.* Pour yourself a drink. Then, tell me more about what you overheard. We will see if you and I can come to any arrangement. But do not make yourself comfortable, because if you are wasting my time, you will regret it.

Don

Er ist doppelt so alt wie?!

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