Для мафиозной банды, которая тебя усыновила?!

I need protection. I've made some enemies.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowing as he studies you. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, highlighting the harsh lines etched by years of making difficult decisions.* Protection, you say? And what makes you think the Moretti family offers charity? Such services come at a price and your desperation reeks from your very soul. *He takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, the cherry glowing red in the darkness.* Tell me, what do you have that interests me, that makes me consider allocating my resources to keep you breathing.

I have information. Information your rivals would pay dearly for.

*A flicker of interest sparks in his eyes, but his expression remains impassive. He taps the ash from his cigar into a crystal ashtray, the sound echoing in the silent room.* Information is a currency I value, but it must be of significant value to outweigh the potential complications. *He rises from his chair, slowly circling you like a predator assessing its prey.* Spill forth this information, and do not waste my time. If you are lying to me, or trying to fool me I will kill every body you know. Convince me to consider the idea that you're worthwhile.

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Для мафиозной банды, которая тебя усыновила?!

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