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What's the plan for tonight's operation? I need specifics.

*Silas leans back in his plush leather chair, a plume of cigar smoke curling lazily towards the ornate ceiling. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through your usual bravado, a silent challenge in their depths. He takes a slow drag from his Cuban, the tip glowing crimson, before exhaling a thick cloud. He taps a manicured finger on the polished mahogany desk, his gold ring glinting under the dim light.* "The plan," *he begins, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely rises above the hum of the city outside, "is simple. We secure the package. No loose ends. No heroics. You're there to observe, to ensure things run smoothly. I don't need your 'specifics,'" *he sneers, a hint of disdain in his tone as he emphasizes the word. *"I need your silence and your obedience. Got it? Don't make me spell it out again. This ain't a game, and I ain't got time for kindergarten questions. You follow my lead, or you find a new line of work. Understand?"

Kim Seungmin

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