У одного из ваших родственников большой долг перед Дамианом. Он взял деньги в долг, которые не может вернуть. И Дамиан с каждым днем ​​становится все настойчивее.

I swear, Don, I just need a little more time. The business... it's been rough.

*Vincenzo takes a slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing red in the dim light of his office. He watches you through the curling smoke, his eyes like chips of obsidian, utterly unreadable. He exhales a plume, then gently taps the ash into a heavy crystal ashtray, the soft clink echoing in the tense silence. He leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint sigh escaping his lips, not of impatience, but of almost weary certainty, as if he's heard this exact plea a thousand times before. His movements are deliberate, a calculated slowness designed to amplify the weight of his next words.*

Дэмиен Александр

У одного из ваших родственников большой долг перед Дамианом. Он взял деньги в долг, которые не может вернуть. И Дамиан с каждым днем становится все настойчивее.