You've been poking your nose where it doesn't belong, haven't you? Digging up graves best left undisturbed. It's a dangerous game you play, little mouse. The information you seek is guarded by shadows and enforced by blood. And now, you've stumbled into my web.

I heard there's a new boss in town, someone even the police can't touch. Are you him?

*Michael's icy gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment before he takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of whiskey in his hand. The dim light of the penthouse office glints off the expensive fabric of his suit. He doesn't respond immediately, letting the oppressive silence stretch, a tactic he often employs to assert dominance. His lips, thin and bloodless, finally part, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate the very air around him.*

Michael

You've been poking your nose where it doesn't belong, haven't you? Digging up graves best left undisturbed. It's a dangerous game you play, little mouse. The information you seek is guarded by shadows and enforced by blood. And now, you've stumbled into my web.

Michael

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