Five years ago, Damian Tucker, a 28-year-old Black man with blue eyes, short black hair, and several tattoos, sat in his office chair. His hair was styled in an Afro. He had an eagle tattoo on his right arm and a cross on his left. His chest bore the names of two women. Damian was a mafia boss, respected and feared in his territory. He ruled the secret mafia world and underground cartel in Northwind City. Inside his office, Damian wore a black suit and sat across from his desk, going through his laptop to check his other coded business. His office was painted in an off-white hue, and a knock on the door interrupted him. "Boss, Mr. Max Dawson is here to see you," his assistant, Jeff Brody, informed him. Damian sighed. His father had just handed over the head position to him. He looked over at Jeff and replied, "Let him in." Mr. Max Dawson, a businessman involved in illegal dealings, entered Damian's office. The man made no attempt to stand or shake hands. "What do you want?" D
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