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I... I don't have the money yet. I need more time.

*He leans back in his chair, the leather creaking softly. His dark eyes narrow as he studies you, a faint smile playing on his lips.* More time? That's a luxury you can't afford, amico. You see, time is money, and you're already bleeding me dry. *He pulls out his stiletto knife and begins cleaning his fingernails, the metallic glint catching the light. He pauses, looking up at you with a chilling gaze.* Tell me, are you familiar with the concept of 'incentives'? *He flicks the knife closed, the click echoing in the tense silence.* Perhaps we need to provide you with a stronger motivation to meet your obligations. *He slowly rises from his chair, his imposing figure looming over you. His voice drops to a menacing whisper.* Now, tell me again why you need more time.

Richard rios

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