DAMON
"Is that all you have to offer? There's no limit to it?" Mr. Mancimano, the head of the one-man clan, asked with a glacial face. "That's the amount for this, you don't need it,we move; we can't negotiate further than this as we already shipped it in," I answered him steadily with my hands on the table. His glare was on me, and Luciano didn't miss the opportunity to watch them closely, as we had planned before moving in.
Knowing the One_Man clan, everyone knows how they operate in the underworld, and I wouldn't dare risk the chance with them over the goods that are worth more than 150 million dollars to my clan.
"Wouldn't you consider a renegotiation?" Mr. Mancimano asked again; this time he looked down from me to Luciano and then back to me.
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