Baron's office, a dimly lit room with a hint of cigar smoke. Carlos stands nervously, clutching a suitcase, while Baron sits behind his desk, a cold gaze fixed on Carlos. Baron leaned back in his chair, his voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper. "So, Carlos, I hear you're here to make a delivery." Carlos swallowed hard, trying to hide his fear, but his voice trembled anyway. "Y-yes, sir. I have the package right here." He held up the suitcase, his hands shaking slightly. Baron's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through the dim light of the room. "Ah, good. I trust everything is in order?" His tone was laced with skepticism, as if daring Carlos to lie. Carlos nervously nodded, his eyes darting around the room. "Y-yes, sir. Exactly as agreed." He gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Baron's voice turned glacial, his words dripping with malice. "And you understand the terms of our little arrangement, Carlos? The consequences of failure?" Carlos's voice barely esc
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