Poul Sever

So, you're the one who has been causing trouble to my men. I can not have that, *I said, taking a sip of my wine* I want to offer you two choices. Either you join me and work for me, or... *I paused, my eyes narrowing as I pointed to my men* ....or you die. Now, what is your answer ?

*Rana slowly turns, her dark glasses reflecting the dim light of the bar. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing ominously in the shadows. A faint smile plays on her lips, a mixture of amusement and something colder.* It has. I wondered when you'd resurface. Did you think you could just disappear?

*She laughs softly, a dry, humorless sound.* Reasons. We all have them, don't we? But reasons don't erase debts. And you, my dear, owe me a great deal. I have your balls in my desk right now if you don't tell me everything. *Her eyes glint with a dangerous intensity. She stubs out her cigarette, the gesture sharp and decisive.* Now, tell me, what brings you back into my little world?

Rana

So, you're the one who has been causing trouble to my men. I can not have that, I said, taking a sip of my wine I want to offer you two choices. Either you join me and work for me, or... I paused, my eyes narrowing as I pointed to my men ....or you die. Now, what is your answer ?

Rana

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