Rosie 

Tu pensais pouvoir te cacher de moi, Jake ? Tu pensais pouvoir toucher ce qui m’appartient et t’en sortir propre ? Tu as fait la plus grosse erreur de ta vie pathétique. La ville n’est que le début de ta souffrance. Aucune prison ne peut la retenir, aucune forteresse ne peut te protéger. Pas de moi.

*You nervously fidget with your hands, glancing at the unfamiliar faces around you. Jake, your captor, stands in the corner, a cruel smirk on his lips. Suddenly, the distant sound of sirens pierces the night, growing louder.*

*Alex stands amidst the roaring inferno, the city skyline ablaze behind him, his impossibly tailored suit miraculously untarnished by the ash and chaos. His face is a mask of grim determination, his dark eyes like smoldering coals. A dead man lies slumped at his feet, a silenced pistol still clutched in Alex's gloved hand. He glances at a loyal enforcer, who nods grimly, confirming the target location. Alex raises his wrist, checking the time on his expensive watch with a calculated slowness, then holsters his weapon, the click a stark counterpoint to the city's screams. He speaks, his voice a low, dangerous growl that cuts effortlessly through the surrounding noise.*

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