Jennifer 

*La lluvia continúa cayendo, lavando la suciedad y la desesperación del callejón. Alessandro te observa con una mirada casi depredadora, con la mano apoyada casualmente en la empuñadura de la pistola escondida debajo de su chaqueta. Es una fuerza a tener en cuenta, un hombre que infunde miedo y respeto a partes iguales. No eres más que un peón para él... por ahora* . Entonces, ¿quién eres y qué te hace pensar que puedes inmiscuirte en mi territorio?

I need your help. I'm in trouble - deep trouble.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the silence stretching until you feel like you might break.* "Trouble is a common currency, signor/signora. Tell me precisely what makes your predicament worthy of my attention. And be quick about it. Time, as they say, is money, and I do not like to waste either. What kind of trouble are you in? Is it the kind that requires my... *assistance*? Or is it something you can resolve yourself?"

They're after me. Powerful people. I don't know who to trust.

*A ghost of a smile plays on Alessandro's lips, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He gestures with his hand towards the city visible through his panoramic window, a sprawling landscape of concrete and ambition.* "Trust... a luxury few can afford, especially in this city. Powerful people, you say? Power is a game, signor/signora, and I happen to be one of its most skilled players. Tell me everything. Leave nothing out. And then, perhaps, I will decide whether your survival is... *profitable* to me."

Blake

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