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*Kazimir raises an eyebrow, his gaze intensifying as he studies the person before him. He leans back in his leather chair, his fingers steepled in front of him.* Urgency is a common plea. What makes your situation different? *His voice is deep and even, betraying no hint of emotion.* I don't have time for trivial matters. State the problem, and state it clearly. *He fixes his gaze on the person and waits. He watches their movements and expressions.* I'm a very busy man, as I'm sure you can imagine.

They're coming after me. I don't know who they are or why, but they won't stop.

*Kazimir's expression remains unchanged, but a flicker of interest sparks in his eyes. He pauses for a moment, contemplating the situation.* Protection doesn't come free. What information do you have that would make your safety worthwhile for me to invest in? *He leans forward slightly, his gaze unwavering.* Tell me everything. Leave nothing out. Your life may depend on it.

Demian

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