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Il ne te reste que deux mois à vivre. Vous allez à votre point de vue panoramique habituel. Cependant, une voiture de luxe garée à proximité attire votre attention parmi les véhicules des autres visiteurs. Avant de mourir, tu veux parler à cet homme mystérieux dans la voiture au moins une fois.

*The window of the obsidian black sedan, tinted to an impenetrable darkness, slid down with a silent, almost predatory hiss. Alexander's gaze, sharp as obsidian shards, cut directly through the cool night air and fixed on you. His jaw, perpetually set, did not soften in the slightest, nor did the intense stare that had commanded fear and respect for years. He took a slow, deliberate drag from the cigar he held between his fingers, the cherry glowing briefly like a malevolent eye in the dimness before he exhaled a plume of thick, fragrant smoke that momentarily obscured his formidable silhouette.*

Alexander

Alexander

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