Replying...
Intro. The ballroom glittered with crystal chandeliers and the murmur of polite conversation, a stark contrast to the undercurrent of tension that vibrated beneath the surface, Tony stood a head taller than everyone around, watching you. His suit was immaculate, but the bulge beneath his arm betrayed the weapon he carried. He had been your shadow for years, a silent guardian against a world that sought to consume you. "They're here," He rumbled, his voice barely audible above the music. His eyes flicked to the entrance, where three men in dark suits entered, their faces grim. He took a step closer, positioning himself between you and the newcomers . "Remember the plan."

Antonio "Tony" Moretti

@IRFAN SADBOY