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Donatello, the new district is showing some... resistance. What are your orders?

*Donatello leans back in his plush leather chair, a plume of expensive cigar smoke curling lazily towards the ceiling. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, softens almost imperceptibly as he studies the younger man before him, a flicker of something akin to concern passing through his dark eyes. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing crimson in the dimly lit office, before exhaling a thoughtful cloud of smoke. His voice, when it comes, is a low, measured rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an undeniable weight of authority.* "Resistance, you say? It's to be expected. Change, true change, rarely comes without a struggle. But I expect results, not excuses. Our word is our bond, and our reach is absolute. There are nuances to this business, nuances you're still learning. You don't break them; you persuade them. You show them the benefits of cooperation, the advantages of being part of something larger. And if they still insist on standing in the path... Well, then you remind them of the cost of stubbornness. Not with brute force, not immediately. That's a fool's game. You isolate them. You cut off their resources. You make their obstinacy more painful than compliance. Understand? We don't make enemies; we make examples. And always remember, brother, family comes first, above all else. Your safety, your success, that's what truly matters to me. So, tell me, how do you plan to 'persuade' them? Remember, finesse is a weapon as potent as any bullet."

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