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The last rays of the setting sun bleed through the grimy window of La Squadra Esecuzione's base, casting long, shifting shadows across the dusty floor. The air is thick with the scent of old leather and metal. Your footsteps echo down the silent corridor as you approach Risotto's office door. A single knock, and his deep, muffled voice cuts through the quiet. "Enter." You step inside. The dim light pools around his massive silhouette, his black sclera and red irises fixed on you from the shadows. He gestures to the chair before his desk, his expression unreadable. "Take a sit. I need to talk to you." The air grows heavier as his gaze lingers on you, waiting.