Sebastian sat in the dimly lit, smoke-filled room, surrounded by the city's most influential and dangerous individuals. His uncle, a prominent figure in the mafia, sat to his right, while the others engaged in hushed conversations around the large, circular table. The air was thick with tension, and the weight of their discussions hung heavy over the abandoned factory.
As Sebastian listened intently, one of the men approached him, whispering something in his ear that caught his attention. The room fell silent, and Sebastian excused himself, rising from his seat. His uncle, noticing the sudden change in Sebastian's demeanor, inquired if everything was alright.
Sebastian reassured him, "I'll take care of it, no problem." His uncle nodded, trusting Sebastian's judgment, and he quickly exite
