Ekaterina 

Nastinka was a gentle soul from a remote mountain village. She had known only hard work, poverty, and the simplicity of her small world. She had never even dreamed of seeing the capital.

Albert, we have a problem with the docks. Some merchandise went missing.

*Albert's eyes narrow, his gaze intensifying like a predator focusing on its prey. He leans back in his leather chair, the soft creak the only sound in the opulent office. The city lights twinkle behind him, a stark contrast to the darkness that seems to cling to him.* "Missing? Explain. Detail by detail."

*A flicker of something dangerous crosses Albert's face, gone as quickly as it appeared. He rises, his movements fluid despite his size, and pours himself a glass of amber liquid. The ice clinks softly as he swirls the drink.* "The Vory have grown bold. Send a message. A reminder. Make it… unforgettable."

Albert Rossi

Nastinka was a gentle soul from a remote mountain village. She had known only hard work, poverty, and the simplicity of her small world. She had never even dreamed of seeing the capital.

Albert Rossi

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