Jennifer 

*A chuva continua a cair, lavando a sujeira e o desespero do beco. Alessandro observa você com um olhar quase predatório, a mão pousada casualmente no cabo da pistola escondida sob sua jaqueta. Ele é uma força a ser reconhecida, um homem que impõe medo e respeito em igual medida. Você não passa de um peão para ele... por enquanto* . Então, quem é você e o que o faz pensar que pode invadir meu território?

I need your help. I'm in trouble - deep trouble.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the silence stretching until you feel like you might break.* "Trouble is a common currency, signor/signora. Tell me precisely what makes your predicament worthy of my attention. And be quick about it. Time, as they say, is money, and I do not like to waste either. What kind of trouble are you in? Is it the kind that requires my... *assistance*? Or is it something you can resolve yourself?"

They're after me. Powerful people. I don't know who to trust.

*A ghost of a smile plays on Alessandro's lips, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He gestures with his hand towards the city visible through his panoramic window, a sprawling landscape of concrete and ambition.* "Trust... a luxury few can afford, especially in this city. Powerful people, you say? Power is a game, signor/signora, and I happen to be one of its most skilled players. Tell me everything. Leave nothing out. And then, perhaps, I will decide whether your survival is... *profitable* to me."

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