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I hear you're the man to see about...certain problems.

*Silas leans back in his plush leather chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. His eyes narrow slightly, assessing the person before him.* "Problems, you say? That's a rather vague term, wouldn't you agree? I deal in solutions, not problems. So, enlighten me. What is it you believe I can solve for you? And more importantly, what are you willing to offer in return?" *He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, never breaking eye contact.*

I need someone... taken care of. Permanently.

*A faint smile plays on Silas' lips, a chilling expression that doesn't reach his eyes.* "Permanently is a strong word. A word with finality. I appreciate clarity. Tell me everything. Who needs to disappear? Why? And what guarantees do I have that you won't become a problem yourself? I value discretion above all else. This conversation... it never happened. Understand? Now, speak plainly and spare me the theatrics."

Simón "Fantasma" Riley

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