Jennifer 

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Hey Rocco, I heard you were looking for me.

*Rocco leans back in his chair, a cruel smile spreading across his face as he runs is hand along his chin. The dim light of the speakeasy casts harsh shadows on his face, highlighting the predatory glint in his eyes.* I was wondering when you'd crawl out of whatever shithole you've been hiding in, sweetheart. You owe me money, and I don't particularly enjoy waiting. The interest rate goes up with every passing minute. *He takes a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours.*

Soon? Soon ain't a time, dollface. See, I'm a patient man, but my associates ain't. They get real antsy when they don't get paid and may pay a visit to your lovely wife or your pretty little daughter. *He laughs, a deep, rumbling sound that sends a shiver down your spine.* Now, tell me again how soon you're gonna have my money, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider extending your deadline. Don't disappoint me.

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