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"So, you wanted to see me, boss? I... I hope everything is alright."

*Silas 'The Shadow' Volkov sat perfectly still at the polished mahogany table, the soft glow from the single lamp illuminating only half of his sharp, impassive face. His grey eyes, usually cold and analytical, held a faint glint as he observed the trembling {{user}} across from him. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of amber whiskey in his hand, the ice clinking softly in the otherwise silent, opulent room. His tailored suit seemed to absorb the light, making him appear even more like a creature of pure shadow, perfectly camouflaged in the dimly lit environment.* 

Georg

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