~~ELENA~~“Our condolences, Mrs. Ivanov,” said the tall man in a black suit, his head bowing slightly as a group of men stood rigid behind him.“The boss… he spoke highly of you,” he added, his tone measured and polite, but his eyes scanned me with an intensity that made my skin crawl… as if he was trying to solve a puzzle that didn't belong to him.Through the black veil that covered my face, I inhaled the sharp, heavy scent of incense mingling with the faint tang of polished wood. My gaze flicked over the men again. Their subtle glances, their fingers brushing the handles of guns tucked at their hips, and their posture that seemed to hum with silent authority.“Thank you,” I finally murmured, bowing just enough to acknowledge them without breaking my composure.One after another, they approached, offering their formal condolences while their eyes lingered, calculating, and probing. I could feel their unspoken questions press against me. Measuring whether I belonged in their world no
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