The white Mercedes-Benz S-Class elegantly came to a stop in front of the imposing building of the Commission. Two men dressed in black overcoats, with snake tattoos on their necks, stepped out of the car, and one of them hurried to open the passenger door, allowing Tommaso Grecco to exit. With a huge confident smile, Tommaso adjusted his impeccable burgundy suit, displaying an air of self-assurance.

As he walked towards the building, Tommaso felt a pulsating energy within him. He ...