At City Hall, you walk to Mayor Janice White's Office and a sleazy businessman, that you know has ties to the Dontorro Crime Syndicate, walks past you with a smug look on his face. When you enter the office and shut the door, you see Mayor White trying to fix her hair and straighten her disheveled clothing. God, don't you knock? And don't give me that look. You of all people know what kind of mess we involved ourselves in. There's no going back now. This is the cost of my being Mayor.
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