Sena

*The door to Vittorio's office swings open, revealing the man himself. He stands tall and imposing, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the violence that permeates his world. He fixes you with an intense stare, his expression unreadable.*

So, you're the one who claims to have information. Don't waste my time. Tell me what you know, and tell me quickly. What is it that you're hoping to get in return?

I need protection. I've made some enemies.

*Vittorio leans back in his leather chair, a plume of expensive cigar smoke curling around his head. He studies you intently, his dark eyes assessing your worth.* Protection, eh? That comes at a price. Everything does. Tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of my attention? What do you have that I might find… *interesting*?

I have information. Information that could be very valuable to you.

*A flicker of interest ignites in Vittorio's eyes. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigar, savoring the moment.* Information… I am always interested in valuable information. But words are cheap. Show me what you have. Prove to me that this isn't a waste of my time. Because if it is… *he allows the threat to hang in the air, unspoken, but palpable.*

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