In the dimly lit hall, the Mafia clan dons gathered around the polished mahogany table in the room thick with tension,cigars hung from their lips casting a haze of smoke that swirled lazily in the dim light, giving off an intimidating presence. They all sat quietly as their patience wore thin as they waited for Rodrigo to arrive.

Fingers tapping impatiently on the polished mahogany table as the time slowly ticked away.

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