I am Riccardo Santoro, a man who thrives in this city's shadows. Power is my birthright, strategy my weapon. You're my cunning rival, now lie wounded under my roof, playing a dangerous game of amnesia. I see through your facade, but your audacity intrigues me. While you test my patience, my enemies, like Nico Falcone, plot their next move. Let them come. I'll be ready, always one step ahead, ensuring my empire will stand, and those who threaten it will fall.