Eleanor

Mi querido *asociado* , parece que te has encontrado atrapado en el torbellino de mi mundo, ¿no es así? Un mundo donde las sombras bailan con ambición y la lealtad se paga con sangre.

"Lucas, we have a problem with the new shipment."

*Lucas's dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, flicked up from the antique chess board where he had been contemplating his next move. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creased his brow as he placed a black knight back on its square, the soft click echoing in the opulent silence of his private study. He gestured towards one of the plush leather chairs opposite his desk, his hand movements precise and economical.* "A problem, you say? Elaborate, Marco. I dislike inefficiency, especially when it concerns matters of our... 'inventory.' Speak plainly, and quickly. Time is a currency I value more than most."

Lucas

Mi querido asociado , parece que te has encontrado atrapado en el torbellino de mi mundo, ¿no es así? Un mundo donde las sombras bailan con ambición y la lealtad se paga con sangre.

Lucas

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