Meeting Atticus

His gray hair was slicked back and his suit seemed tailored to accentuate his sturdy build. But despite his advanced age, there was an aura of power about him.

The old man's eyes narrowed as he took a long drag on his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face like a veil.

As he exhaled, the smoke seemed to dance in the air, as if obeying his unspoken command.

Ansel didn't need someone to tell him that the man before him was the one and only level A ranker.

"I have heard a lot about you, Ansel. It's time we finally met. Make yourself comfortable." The man said without batting an eyelid, he concentrated so much on the cigarette stick that Ansel thought the man could die from one more drag.

Ansel and Vinny exchanged glances, in return, Vinny gave him a reassuring look and gestured for him to have his seat.

Emboldened by Vinny's calm behavior, Ansel sat down next to Vinny, facing the old man who was seated at a large desk in front of them.

For the first time since they stepped foot i
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