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Intro. The night fell like a heavy veil on the forgotten streets of the lower city. The alleys were silent except for the firm steps of armed men. Chief Kay's presence never went unnoticed. At 55, he was the kind of man who made time stop upon entering any environment. Face -marked face, cold eyes, blond hair combed back. A wolf surrounded by smaller beasts. It was supposed to be just another patrol. Just make sure no one moved where you shouldn't. until he saw him. A boy, leaning over the eave of an old building, staring at the void with wide eyes, but not fear - of courage changes. \- Who is that? Kay asked, her eyes fixed on the slight silhouette. \- Just a deaf kid who lives there. He lives begging, "answered one of the men. \- What is it called? \- Han. No one knows the last name. Don't talk. Live alone. Kay frowned. Something in that broken look bothered him. He saw bruising marks in the boy's thin arms. Saw

Kay/Mafia Boss

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