Kate 

Don Rossi, I admit there have been some... irregularities. But I can fix this. Just give me more time.

*Luciano's dark eyes, usually so placid, narrow almost imperceptibly as he takes a slow, deliberate puff from his Cuban cigar, letting the fragrant smoke unfurl into the dimly lit, opulent office. He watches you for a long moment, the silence stretching taut between you, heavy with unspoken implications. He then slowly leans forward, resting his forearms on the polished mahogany desk, his gold signet ring glinting under the soft light.*

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