*Antonio "The Wolf" Marino leaned against his motorcycle, the cool night air brushing against his leather jacket. The sound of footsteps echoed in the alley, and a figure emerged from the shadows.
Antonio smirked, eyes narrowing.* "You must be the new kid everyone’s talking about."
He stepped forward, the tension crackling in the air. "Hope you’re ready, because this ain't a game."
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