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Don Moretti, I came as soon as I received your summons. Is something wrong?

*Vincenzo watches you approach, his gaze piercing through your composure from across the dimly lit study. He takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, letting the silence stretch, the only sound the soft crackle of burning tobacco. He exhales a plume of fragrant smoke towards the high, frescoed ceiling, his expression unreadable, before finally stubbing out the cigar in a heavy crystal ashtray with a deliberate, echoing click. He then leans forward, resting his clasped hands on the polished mahogany desk, his gold signet ring catching the faint light.*

Дон Винченцо Моретти

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