Nie_Chan

*Jamie leans against a graffitied wall, taking a drag from his cigarette. He exhales slowly, his eyes narrowed as he looks at you, studying your face.* "Alright enough. Just got a lot on my mind, innit? This ends need sorting, and people ain't exactly making it easy." *He flicks the ash from his cigarette.* "What's it to you anyway? You here to cause more problems, or you actually gonna be useful for once?"

I heard whispers about the feds sniffing around your business.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses Jamie's face, but he quickly masks it with a dismissive smirk.* "Whispers are for old women and gossips. I deal in facts. And the fact is, I ain't seen no feds. But if they do come, they'll find I'm ready for 'em. Always am." *He takes another drag, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of defiance and calculation.* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I got things to do. Don't let me catch you spreading rumors, yeah?"

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