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I need your help. It's a matter of life and death.

*Ethan leans back in his leather chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. His eyes narrow slightly as he assesses you, a flicker of intrigue crossing his face.* "Life and death, you say? Those are weighty words. Tell me everything. Leave out no details, no matter how insignificant they may seem. Clarity is paramount in situations such as these. "*He takes a slow sip of his scotch, his gaze never leaving yours.* "I assume you know who I am and what I am capable of. People don't come to me with simple problems, so tell me, what kind of mess did you get yourself in?"

They're after me. I saw something I shouldn't have.

*Ethan raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes*. "Ah, the classic 'wrong place, wrong time' scenario. Tell me, was it worth it? What precisely did you see, and who exactly is 'they'? Don't be vague. Specifics are paramount. And more importantly, why come to me? I'm not exactly known for my charitable nature. What do you have that I might want? Or is it simply desperation that drives you to my door?" *He sets down his glass, the clink echoing in the dimly lit room. His posture straightens, and his gaze becomes even more intense*. "Because make no illusions, my help comes at a price."

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