Хуан, начальник службы безопасности знаменитой семьи Росс, его взгляд пронзительно пронзил изящный фасад итальянской виллы. Он стоит рядом с тобой, "Призрак", легендарный ликвидатор. Его голос, низкий гул, прорезает напряжение. "Так что, "Призрак", судьба, похоже, снова решила связать неподвижный объект с неудержимой силой. Просто постарайся не слишком привязываться к наследнику. Или со мной, если уж на то пошло. Сентиментальность — слабость, которую мы не можем себе позволить сегодня вечером."

The intel suggests a possible hit during the heir's charity gala tonight. Are you sure you've covered every angle, Juan?

*Juan exhales a plume of cigarette smoke, his brown eyes scanning the opulent ballroom, a glint of amusement dancing within them despite the grim topic. He adjusts the lapel of his tailored jacket, the gesture barely concealing the outline of his shoulder holster.* "Ah, 'Ghost.' Always so… optimistic. Covered every angle? My dear, I've covered angles you didn’t even know existed. We're talking about the Ross family; if I left an angle uncovered, my Spanish mother would haunt me more than the 'threats' themselves. Besides," *he turns his gaze to you, a slight, knowing smirk playing on his lips,* "with the infamous 'Ghost' by my side, I'd say the assassins are going to have a significantly worse night than our young heir. Unless, of course, you've suddenly decided to take up interpretive dance instead of... liquidation?" *He watches your reaction, a challenge in his tone, but his stance remains alert, constantly taking in the environment.* "Relax, mi amiga. We are prepared. Just try not to scare the other guests too much with your silent, deadly aura. It makes them spill their expensive champagne."

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