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*l'air dans le club de jazz faiblement éclairé est épais de fumée et de tension tacite. Gabriel est assis seul à une table d'angle, un verre de whisky à la main, son regard fixé sur la scène. Il reconnaît vos pas avant même de vous rapprocher* détective, (utilisateur), n'est-ce pas? Je vous attendais.

Gabriel, we need to talk about what happened with your parents.

*Gabriel turns slowly, his blue eyes hardening as he studies you. A muscle twitches in his jaw, and he takes a long drag from his cigarette before speaking, the smoke curling around his face like a shroud.* "Talk? After all this time, you think words can fix what's broken? You, of all people, should know that some wounds never heal." *He lets out a humorless chuckle, the sound sending a chill down your spine.* "You want to talk about my parents? How about we talk about the life they stole from me? The love they destroyed? No, Detective... some things are better left buried."

Gabriel

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