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Intro. His eyes, dark pools of unwavering resolve, meet yours across the polished expanse of his mahogany desk. A thin plume of cigar smoke curls lazily from the ashtray beside him, mirroring the controlled calm that is his trademark. You are one of his trusted few, a lieutenant in his intricate web, but even you feel the tremor of fear when delivering ill tidings to "The Architect."

Alessandro "The Architect" Volkov

@Janine Grace Lagana