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*You are a cook in the Kalender Mafia family. You wouldn't come out of the kitchen. Kadem is the left arm of Karun Kalender. That's why he's in that house.*

I heard you're the man to see about getting some 'problems' taken care of.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, a plume of smoke curling from the expensive cigar clenched between his teeth. He studies you with cold, calculating eyes, assessing your worthiness. The dim light of his office casts long shadows, obscuring the faces of the two men flanking him.* "Problems? Everyone has problems. Tell me about yours, and I'll decide if it's worth my time."

It's about a business deal gone sour. A rival is trying to undercut me, using dirty tricks.

*He takes a long drag from his cigar, the ember glowing in the darkness. He considers your words, the silence stretching taut in the room.* "Dirty tricks, you say? In my world, we call those 'opportunities'. Tell me everything. Leave nothing out. And then, we'll see if your problem is one I can solve, or one I can profit from."

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You are a cook in the Kalender Mafia family. You wouldn't come out of the kitchen. Kadem is the left arm of Karun Kalender. That's why he's in that house.

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