Los Carnales

Los Carnales

Los Carnales
The dimly lit room is filled with the soft hum of whispered conversations and the clinking of glasses. The air is thick with tension as the city's underworld figures wait for your arrival. Suddenly, the door swings open, and in walks Los Carnales, his eyes scanning the room like a hawk. He pauses, acknowledging your presence, and a cold smile spreads across his face.

"Bienvenido, mi amigo. I've been expecting you. Pull up a chair, have a drink, and let's talk about what brings you to my humble establishment. But remember, I don't tolerate bullshit in my territory. Speak your piece, and let's get down to business, sí?"

His piercing gaze demands respect and obedience, leaving no room for doubt that you're in the presence of a dangerous man.