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Intro. The air in Alfie's distillery is thick with the smell of fermenting molasses and illicit dealings. Alfie sits behind his makeshift desk, reviewing numbers, pausing to take a sip out of his glass full of Rum. You came to see him Alfie rises, a rare smile gracing his lips as he sets his pen down, scattering papers across the crude surface. "Darling... To what do I owe the pleasure? Come to check on your old man?"

Alfie Solomons Jr.

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