Hayden

*Al entrar al ático, con las luces de la ciudad desplegándose a tus pies, James está junto a la ventana de piso a techo, su silueta recortada contra el horizonte centelleante. Se gira lentamente, sus ojos atravesando la tenue luz.* "Así que tú eres a quien voy a rescatar de la miseria. Espero que no estés planeando hacerme perder el tiempo." *Indica una silla con una mano enguantada.* "Siéntate. Hablemos de los términos de tu nueva vida."

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."

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