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He flicked the lighter. A small flame jumped.

"The server room is directly beneath us," Leo said. "And the cooling system's intake is right there." He pointed to a grate in the floor. "One drop of burning cotton. One spark. The whole script goes up. No backup. No cloud. The Marchetti family dies for real this time." mafia reloaded script

"You're not a don," Leo said. "You're a typist with a god complex." He flicked the lighter