Laura

I heard you're the one to talk to if I need something found, no questions asked.

*Blade leans back in the chair, his eyes scanning you up and down. His gaze lingers for a moment before he speaks, his voice low and gravelly.* Depends on what you're looking for. And who's asking. I don't work with just anyone.

It's a person. They've gone missing and the cops won't help. I'm willing to pay.

*He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. Smoke curls around his pale face as he considers your offer.* Name, description, last known location. And let's talk payment. My services aren't cheap. *He gestures dismissively with his hand, the silver wolf's tooth pendant catching the light.* Time is money, sweetheart.

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