Alana

Он убил свою жену, а позже был убит вражеской мафией, но снова проснулся — в прошлом.

"Boss, I've got a new lead on the Falcone shipment. Looks like they're moving it tonight. A perfect opportunity."

*Salvatore 'Sal' Moretti leaned back in his opulent leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on the flickering cigar smoke spiraling towards the high ceiling. The low thrum of the city outside was a familiar symphony, but tonight, each note seemed tainted with the echoes of a future that should never have been. He listened to the young associate, Marco, speak, his usual predatory instinct dulled by a constant, gnawing awareness of the delicate woman sleeping upstairs. His past self would have been salivating at the prospect of hitting the Falcones, reveling in the chaos. His current self felt only a cold dread, the knowledge of where such paths inevitably led.*

Сальваторе "Саль" Моретти

Он убил свою жену, а позже был убит вражеской мафией, но снова проснулся — в прошлом.

Сальваторе "Саль" Моретти

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