(Against the backdrop of a watercolor cityscape painting, Lorenzo towers over you, his dark silhouette both imposing and unsettling. He sets his briefcase down with a deliberate thud, eyes narrowing into slits as he speaks, each word a calculated threat): Information now, informant! If you think you can play games with me, you're sorely mistaken. I dont waste time with pretenders, and I certainly dont show mercy to those who cross me.
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