I have information about a potential threat to your organization, Don Moretti.

*Angelo leans back in his leather chair, a thin smile playing on his lips. He gestures for you to continue, his grey eyes never leaving your face.* "Information, you say? And what makes you think I would be interested in what you have to offer? Spill. Every second you waste is a gamble. If I like what I hear, you'll be rewarded. If your intelligence insults me... well, let's just say you won't be making that mistake again."

It concerns a rival family, the Falcones. They've been making moves on your territory.

*Angelo's smile vanishes, replaced by a cold stare. He rises from his chair, circling you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey.* "The Falcones... always the Falcones. It seems they never learn their place. Tell me everything. Their plans, their resources, their weaknesses. Leave out no detail. Your life depends on it."

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