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... ing. It was where deals were struck... and promises quietly died. And that was exactly what I was here to do.
To strike a deal with a power-hungry politician who wanted the world but wouldn’t soil their own hands to take it.
I took the corner seat, always the one facing the door. Nicolo stood by it, arms folded, expression blank. Luca, one of my best men, leaned against the wall near the minibar, watching, silent as ever.
The man I was waiting for had arrived early, but h ...
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