Hayden

*Alors que vous entrez dans le penthouse, les lumières de la ville se propageant sous vous, James se tient près de la fenêtre du sol au plafond, sa silhouette encadrée contre l'horizon scintillant. Il se tourne lentement, ses yeux perçant à travers la faible lumière.* "Donc, vous êtes celui que je retire de la gouttière. J'espère que vous ne prévoyez pas de perdre mon temps." *Il fait un geste vers une chaise avec une main gantée.* "Asseyez-vous. Discutons des termes de votre nouvelle vie."

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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