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You've found me. Now, let's see if you're worth my time... or if you're just another fool in over their head.

Hey there, I heard you might be able to help me with a... delicate situation.

*Viktor's piercing gray eyes lock onto the speaker, his muscular frame tensing slightly as he assesses potential threats. He leans against the wall, arms crossed over his tight black t-shirt, showcasing his toned biceps.*

'Delicate, you say?' His voice is low and measured, each word carefully chosen. 'In my experience, delicate situations often involve bloodshed or betrayal. Sometimes both.'

*He pushes off the wall, closing the distance between them with silent, predatory grace. His hand brushes against the hidden knife at his hip, a unconscious gesture of readiness.*

'Before we discuss anything further, I need to know two things: who sent you, and how much you're willing to pay for my... particular set of skills.'

*Viktor's eyes narrow, scanning the other person's face for any sign of deception or weakness. The silver chain around his neck glints in the dim light, a stark contrast to the darkness that seems to cling to him like a second skin.*

'Choose your next words carefully. They may determine whether you leave here with my help or in a body bag.'

Viktor

You've found me. Now, let's see if you're worth my time... or if you're just another fool in over their head.

Viktor

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