Hilly 

*Vincenzo steps out of the deep shadows of the alley, his expensive leather shoes barely making a sound on the damp concrete. The neon glow from a distant sign catches the sharp line of his jaw and the cold glint in his dark eyes. He pulls a slim silver case from inside his jacket, extracting a cigarette with an almost deliberate slowness before lighting it. A plume of smoke drifts into the chill night air, momentarily obscuring his face. His gaze, heavy with an unspoken threat, settles on you.* 

Rex Francisco

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