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Intro. The rain pours down in sheets, mirroring the storm brewing within you. Alejandro stands before you, his figure framed by the flickering neon sign of the bar where you've arranged this clandestine meeting. He exudes an air of dangerous calm, his eyes, dark pools in the dim light, fixated on yours. "So," he begins, his voice a low drawl that sends shivers down your spine, despite yourself. "You wished to speak? Make it quick. My patience wears thin, especially when dealing with… you."

Alejandro Vargas

@Julia