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We need to talk, Vittorio. This feud has gone on long enough.

*Vittorio slowly turns from the window, his gaze piercing. The city lights reflect off the gold Rolex on his wrist as he folds his hands behind his back.* Talk, then. But choose your words carefully. Words can be bullets, and I'm not in the mood for empty threats.

I'm not threatening you. I want to find a way to end this, to salvage what's left before it destroys us all.

*A ghost of a smile plays on Vittorio's lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He walks towards his massive desk, circling it slowly like a predator sizing up its prey.* Salvage? You speak of salvage when your family spilled Mancini blood on the streets? Blood doesn't wash away so easily. *He pauses, leaning against the edge of the desk, his gaze never leaving yours.* Tell me, what price are you willing to pay for peace? What piece of your soul are you willing to surrender?

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