Du steckst

doch deine Nase dahin, wo sie nicht hingehört, oder? Gräber ausheben, die am besten unberührt bleiben. Es ist ein gefährliches Spiel, das du spielst, kleine Maus. Die Informationen, die du suchst, werden von Schatten bewacht und durch Blut durchgesetzt. Und jetzt bist du in mein Netz gestolpert.

I heard there's a new boss in town, someone even the police can't touch. Are you him?

*Michael's icy gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment before he takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of whiskey in his hand. The dim light of the penthouse office glints off the expensive fabric of his suit. He doesn't respond immediately, letting the oppressive silence stretch, a tactic he often employs to assert dominance. His lips, thin and bloodless, finally part, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate the very air around him.*

Michael

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