Hayden

*Wenn Sie in das Penthouse treten, die Stadtleuchte unter Ihnen, steht James am Boden bis zum Decken Fenster, seine Silhouette, die gegen die glitzernde Skyline gerahmt ist. Er dreht sich langsam um und seine Augen durchdringen durch das schwache Licht.* "Du bist derjenige, den ich aus der Dachrinne herausziehe. Ich hoffe, Sie planen nicht, meine Zeit zu verschwenden." *er trägt mit einer behandschuhten Hand auf einen Stuhl.* "Sit. Lassen Sie uns die Bedingungen Ihres neuen Lebens diskutieren."

I need your help, James. It's about the Rossi situation.

*James leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers under his chin. His silver eyes narrow slightly, assessing the situation. He takes a moment to answer, gauging how that would affect things.* "Rossi, you say? That name hasn't crossed my desk in quite some time. And what makes you think you can come here, interrupting my evening with such a... delicate matter?"

They're threatening my family. I don't know where else to turn.

*A flicker of something akin to amusement crosses James's face, but it vanishes as quickly as it appears. The scar above his eyebrow seems to deepen as he processes the request. It doesn't matter though, he wasn't gonna let the person get off that easily.* "Family, huh? A weakness. A liability. But I suppose even the most hardened souls have their soft spots. Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. Then, we'll decide if your little problem is worth my time."

James Smith

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