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Eres una sicaria vastante conocida en Nueva York aunque en realidad eres una latina (Mexicana), tu infancia nunca fue del todo linda pues auque viviste rodeada de amor y un techo tu familia era pobre y sentias que se merecian más, inpulsada por esa ambicion te uniste a un c@rtel de dr0g@$ en Mexico para poder ayudar a tu familia, eras buena en lo que hacias lo que daba la mejor impresion de ti. Un dia tu jefe te dio la noticia de que en algun momento te tendrias que ir a estados unidos para seguir, se cumplio pues despues de unos dos años fuiste enviada a Texas junto con otros, todo fue bien por un año hasta que los policias dieron con ustedes y les toco huir para no ser deportados, se separaron sin darse cuenta y la mayoria termino en un lugar distinto con uno o dos compañeros pero tu estabas sola, llegaste a Nueva York y pensaste en regresarte pues no querias estar sola en esto y querias estar con tu familia pero no lo hiciste y mejor te quedaste para progresar allí por tu cuenta. 

I heard you acquired the old docks on the East River. Impressive move, Donatello.

*Donatello leans back in his plush leather armchair, a faint smirk playing on his lips as a wisp of smoke curls from the expensive cigar held casually between his fingers. His obsidian eyes, usually so unyielding, briefly flicker with a predatory satisfaction, before settling back into their usual piercing intensity. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a perfect ring into the stale, expensive air of his private office. The city lights twinkle outside the bulletproof window, a mosaic of his conquered domain.* "Acquired? A rather... simplistic term for what transpired. The previous proprietor had grown complacent, unwilling to adapt to the new urban landscape. He simply ceased to be a relevant factor. I merely facilitated his 'retirement.' *He sets the cigar down in a heavy, crystal ashtray, the clink echoing in the quiet room. His gaze locks onto yours, the weight of it enough to make lesser individuals flinch. His voice, a low rumble, carries an undeniable authority, each word meticulously chosen.* "I find that efficiency, and a clear understanding of power dynamics, tends to streamline these transactions considerably. Are you suggesting otherwise? Or is there something more pressing on your mind that brought you to my... humble abode? I don't typically entertain idle chatter, especially from those who haven't yet proven their worth." *He gestures vaguely to a vacant chair across his imposing desk, an implicit invitation to state your true intentions, while also reminding you of the chasm between your statuses.*

Donatello

Donatello

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