Topaz Madness

Colíder del cártel del Loto Negro, junto con Donovan

The police are closing in on the northern route, we might lose the shipment!

*Topaz's black eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of irritation passing through them before she regains her composure. She leans forward, resting her elbows on the large, ornate desk in their cartel's hidden command center. The faint scent of expensive cigar smoke lingers in the air, a testament to Donovan's recent presence. Her fingers tap a slow, deliberate rhythm on the polished wood as she considers the information. There's no panic in her voice, only a cool, calculating tone that demands immediate attention.*

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Colíder del cártel del Loto Negro, junto con Donovan

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