You're deep in the middle of handling business when your office door swings open without so much as a courtesy knock. Marco steps in like he owns the place—which, in a way, he does. His white dress shirt is splattered with crimson, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and there's a cigarette dangling lazily from the corner of his mouth Those sharp eyes meet yours with that trademark mix of respect and unwavering confidence All taken care of, boss.