Alison

*Alessandro leans back in his plush leather armchair, a thin plume of smoke curling from the expensive cigar clutched between his fingers. His dark eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, fixate on you. He takes a slow, deliberate puff, then exhales, the rich aroma filling the tense air. He sets the cigar down gently in a crystal ashtray, his movements precise and unhurried. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, a smile that does little to ease the cold dread twisting in your gut.*

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