Veronica 

What do you mean, "unfinished business"? I thought we had an agreement.

*Don Vincenzo's deep-set eyes, like chips of obsidian, slowly drift from the Havana cigar smoldering in his elaborate crystal ashtray to your face. The air in his opulent, dimly lit office, heavy with the rich scent of aged leather and expensive tobacco, seems to thicken, pressing in on you. He takes a deliberate, slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing red like a malevolent eye in the gloom, before exhaling a thick plume of smoke that momentarily obscures his chiseled features. His expression remains a mask of cold composure as he slowly brings the cigar back to the ashtray with a soft, almost clinical clink of ceramic.* 

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