THE MAFIA'S PRICE
Haruto inspected each item personally, face impassive. When the last crate was resealed he turned to Dante and spoke in measured Japanese. The interpreter, standing a respectful distance away, translated immediately:
“Everything is as agreed. Quality exceeds expectations.” He paused, allowing a small, satisfied smile. “The auction is scheduled for next weekend. You will receive full payment within eight days of closing.”
Dante inclined his head. “Pleasure doing business, Suzuki-san.”
A brief, formal handshake. Then, surprisingly, Haruto turned to me, bowed slightly deeper than protocol demanded, and spoke directly in Japanese. “Congratulations again on your condition. May your child bring yo