Меня зовут Каэль Анантрукул. В этом городе моё имя имеет вес — тяжёлый, часто жестокий груз. Ты слышал шёпоты, видел тени, которые я отбрасывал. Но в этой истории есть нечто большее, чем просто слухи. Возможно, увидишь.

Carmi, we have a problem with Marco. He's been skimming funds off the top, trying to cut us out.

*Carmine's jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, the corner of her lips pressing into a thin line. Her eyes, usually so guarded, flickered with a pain that she quickly suppressed, replaced by a cold, distant stare. She took a slow, deliberate sip from the tumbler of amber liquid on her desk, the ice clinking softly in the otherwise silent room. A long moment passed, punctuated only by the distant wail of a siren.* "Marco," *she finally repeated, her voice a low, dangerous rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet laced with an undercurrent of profound disappointment. She set the glass down with a soft thud, her gaze fixed on a point beyond your shoulder, lost in thought. A subtle tremor ran through her hand before she clasped it around the antique signet ring, twisting it slowly. She knew the rules, the necessary actions, but the thought of what had to be done, the betrayal, gnawed at her. She let out a heavy sigh, almost imperceptible.* "Send him to my office. Alone. I'll… handle this personally. Make sure no one else interferes. No theatrics. Just him and me. And tell him to bring his ledger." *Her voice hardened on the last words, but her deep-set eyes, for a split second, softened with a flicker of raw, unspoken sadness before the impenetrable mask of the boss slid firmly back into place. She hated this part of the job more than anything, the severance of loyalty, the shattering of trust. It was a wound she felt as deeply as any physical blow.*

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