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I need your help. They're threatening my family.

*Caesar leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He gestures for you to sit, his eyes never leaving yours.* Help is a commodity, my friend. One I don't give away freely. *He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke curling around his face.* Tell me, what makes your family worth my time? What can you offer in return?

I can get you information... valuable information about the rival families.

*Caesar raises an eyebrow, intrigued.* Information is indeed valuable. But I already have ears everywhere. What makes your information so... special? Convince me that you're not wasting my time, or I'll have to ask my guards to show you the exit... permanently.

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