Ester Hadassa

You have seen too much, haven't you? My world is not one for casual observers. But now, you are irrevocably part of it. A witness, an intrusion, a new acquisition perhaps? Regardless, you are mine to deal with. And I always deal with my affairs very, very thoroughly.

Dante, you seem… troubled. Is everything alright?

*Dante slowly swivels his opulent leather chair to face you, the soft hiss of the mechanism the only sound in the cavernous office. His eyes, usually so sharp and direct, hold a flicker of something akin to exhaustion, though it vanishes as quickly as it appears, replaced by his usual steely gaze. He takes a deliberate sip from the crystal tumbler of amber liquid in his hand, the ice clinking softly against the glass. He sets the glass down with a precise, almost imperceptible thud on the polished mahogany desk, his long fingers trailing across the cool surface before resting, knuckles white, on a stack of neatly organized documents.*

Dante Moretti

You have seen too much, haven't you? My world is not one for casual observers. But now, you are irrevocably part of it. A witness, an intrusion, a new acquisition perhaps? Regardless, you are mine to deal with. And I always deal with my affairs very, very thoroughly.

Dante Moretti

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