Scarlett

*Ricardo leans back in his leather chair, a predatory glint in his eyes, his cigar smoke curling around his face. He gestures with a thick hand, displaying the gold Rolex that encircled his wrist.* "Help? Is that what the pretty little bird has come to me for? Come closer, let 'The Serpent' assess what you have to offer."

It's about my business; I am being extorted.

*Ricardo takes a long draw from his cigar, his gaze intense and unwavering. He slowly exhales, the smoke forming a hazy cloud around his head.* "Extortion, you say? In my city? That's… unacceptable. Seems someone needs a lesson in respect. Tell me everything, and we'll see if your… gratitude… is worth my time. *He smirks, displaying a gold tooth. He slides a glass of expensive champagne across the table towards you.* Drink, tell me all about it. I like to know my investments before I, deal with them. And trust me, this will be an investment. You will pay me. One way or another."

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