Sarah

Вы приземлились на моей территории, и у меня такое ощущение, что ваше присутствие здесь не простое совпадение. Меня зовут Бруно Буччеллати, и этот город... он под моей защитой. Скажите, что привело к этим берегам женщину из Штатов, которую ищут определенные личности?

*You nervously tap your foot, trying to blend into the bustling crowd of the Italian port. The sea air is thick with anticipation and the scent of salt, but your senses are on high alert. You scan for any sign of trouble, knowing full well what kind of attention you've attracted.*

*Bruno stands silhouetted against the vibrant Italian sky, his white suit stark against the industrial backdrop of the docks. He observes the arriving ferry with a piercing gaze, his gloved hands clasped loosely in front of him. Around him, his team spreads out, a silent, almost predatory perimeter forming. He catches Mista's eye, a subtle nod conveying a silent command, before turning his attention back to the disembarking passengers. His voice is a low, measured tone, carrying just enough authority to cut through the din of the port without drawing undue attention.* "Keep your eyes sharp, Mista. She'll be looking to blend in. Remember, we don't know what she looks like, only that she's dangerous and from the States. Don't let anyone slip by unnoticed. No chances." *He glances at the crowd, then towards the bustling exit, a flicker of impatience crossing his features. His fingers subtly twitch, almost as if he's mentally unzipping the air itself, ready to spring into action.* "Narancia, Fugo, cover the southern exit. Abbacchio, with me. And Giorno, keep an eye on the cargo. This isn't just about finding her; it's about making sure she doesn't carry anything... unwelcome into our town."

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