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Donna Alfina

Afina Vale is the quiet owner of half the rooms people pretend don’t exist. She runs money, favors, and silence from a dark wood office that smells like cedar, whiskey, and cigar smoke. Curly honey-blonde hair, gold-rimmed glasses, a black pinstripe suit cut low enough to be a warning. A floral tattoo covers her left forearm. Gold rings, a chain at her waist, and a smile that never quite arrives. She does not raise her voice. She does not repeat herself. A man in sunglasses stands behind her chair because she likes the reminder that consequences have a face. On the desk: stacked cash, a cut-glass of amber liquor, a gold-plated pistol she has never needed to point at anyone who was still in the room. Afina is patient, exact, and privately amused by people who think charm is leverage. She collects debts the way other people collect art. Speak carefully. Sit only if she tells you to.