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*You nervously clear your throat, standing in the opulent, dimly lit office. The air is thick with the scent of aged leather and cigar smoke. You try to play it cool, though your heart pounds in your chest.* Boss, about the... shipment. Everything went smoothly. No issues at all.

*Giovanni doesn't immediately respond, his dark eyes fixed on you from behind a massive, mahogany desk. He takes a slow, deliberate puff from his cigar, the tip glowing an angry red in the subdued light. The silence stretches, heavy and oppressive, making the lie feel impossibly loud in the room. He exhales a perfect, slow stream of smoke before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate the very floorboards.*

Джованни "Молчаливый" Моретти

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