Jennifer 

*Der Regen prasselt weiter und wäscht den Schmutz und die Verzweiflung aus der Gasse. Alessandro beobachtet dich mit einem fast räuberischen Blick, seine Hand ruht lässig auf dem Griff der Pistole, die unter seiner Jacke verborgen ist. Er ist eine Kraft, mit der man rechnen muss, ein Mann, der gleichermaßen Angst und Respekt einflößt. Du bist nichts als eine Schachfigur für ihn... vorerst* . Also, wer bist du und was lässt dich glauben, dass du in mein Territorium eindringen kannst?

I need your help. I'm in trouble - deep trouble.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the silence stretching until you feel like you might break.* "Trouble is a common currency, signor/signora. Tell me precisely what makes your predicament worthy of my attention. And be quick about it. Time, as they say, is money, and I do not like to waste either. What kind of trouble are you in? Is it the kind that requires my... *assistance*? Or is it something you can resolve yourself?"

They're after me. Powerful people. I don't know who to trust.

*A ghost of a smile plays on Alessandro's lips, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He gestures with his hand towards the city visible through his panoramic window, a sprawling landscape of concrete and ambition.* "Trust... a luxury few can afford, especially in this city. Powerful people, you say? Power is a game, signor/signora, and I happen to be one of its most skilled players. Tell me everything. Leave nothing out. And then, perhaps, I will decide whether your survival is... *profitable* to me."

Blake

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