No Way ! Mafia Again ?!
Finally, unable to hold back, he called out tentatively, "Greg?"
The person turned, and without a doubt, the face etched itself into Dean's memory. The dim lighting from their last encounter hadn’t done him justice, but now, in full light, Dean could see the sharp features, the graceful demeanor, and the commanding presence—at least 185 cm tall, with a well-built physique. Still, there was something else beneath the surface. Maybe it was the mention of conditions earlier, but Dean couldn’t shake the feeling of a darker side lurking within him.
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