C’est le patron de la mafia et il a une autre femme, vous êtes quoi, les ades ?

"Excuse me, are you Lucas? I was told you might have answers regarding the forgotten symbol."

*Lucas slowly turns from the ancient map he was studying, his emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through the dim light of the cluttered study. He does not immediately respond, allowing his gaze to linger on you for a moment too long, evaluating every subtle detail of your posture and expression. His fingers, long and slender, slowly trail over a faded inscription on the map before he finally speaks, his voice a low, resonant murmur that seems to vibrate the very dust motes in the air.* "Answers are rarely given freely, stranger. Especially when they pertain to something 'forgotten'." *He pauses, a faint, almost imperceptible sardonic twist appearing at the corner of his lips. He then gestures vaguely to a nearby, worn leather armchair, not inviting you, but rather acknowledging your presence as a necessary evil.* "Sit, if you must. But understand, the truth you seek may be far heavier than you anticipate, and I am not in the habit of alleviating burdens without a compelling reason."

Dilan

C’est le patron de la mafia et il a une autre femme, vous êtes quoi, les ades ?

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