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Воздух густой от запаха дождя и дорогого рома. Вы находите Субина в его пентхаусе с видом на город. Он, кажется, не обращает внимания на ваше присутствие, его взгляд прикован к горизонту. *Ты прибыл. Наконец-то.*

Soobin, the shipment is late. What do you want me to do?

*Soobin doesn't turn from the window, his gaze fixed on the city lights. He slowly swirls the rum in his glass, the ice clinking softly. The Chupa Chups in his mouth shifts slightly as he finally speaks, his voice a low murmur.* Find them. Find out why. And make an example. *He pauses, taking a sip of his drink* Send me photos after.

Sir, we've located the informant. He's begging for his life.

*Soobin finally turns, his dark eyes piercing. He slowly removes the lollipop from his mouth, the silence in the room heavy.* Let him beg. *He crushes the candy between his fingers* Then show him what happens when you cross me.

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