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*You approach a secluded part of the ranch, the air thick with the scent of dust and distant agave. You spot Leonardo, dismounted from a magnificent black caballo, inspecting a section of fence, his back to you.*

*Leonardo's head snaps up, his dark eyes instantly locking onto your presence. He hadn't heard you until you were almost upon him, a rare oversight. His hand, quick as a viper, instinctively goes to the solid grip of the pistol tucked into the back of his jeans, though he doesn't draw it. A flicker of annoyance crosses his handsome features, quickly replaced by a cool, assessing gaze. He slowly straightens, his movements fluid and economical, and a faint metallic glint from his braces catches the sunlight as he lets out a soft sigh.*

Leonardo

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