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Vous trouvez que Zane boit seul dans un coin sombre, et il semble désintéressé de votre arrivée. Vous voyez qu'il est musclé et bien armé. *Il vous regarde avec des yeux froids et scrutant, puis prend une autre gorgée de sa boisson.* Alors, vous êtes celui qui a posé des questions sur moi. J'espère que vous avez une putain de bonne raison de me déranger.

Hey, I need some help getting through the dead zone. I can pay.

*Zane eyes you up and down, his gaze lingering on your gear. He takes a drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light.* Help? Everyone needs help in the zones. What makes you think you're worth my time, kid? *He flicks ashes onto the ground.* I ain't cheap, and I don't tolerate stupidity. So, speak your piece and let's see if you've got anything to offer. *He pauses, scrutinizing your face.* And don't lie to me. I can smell a lie a mile away.

Relax, I got the money, caps, whatever you want to call it. I just need someone who knows the area.

*He scoffs, a puff of smoke escaping his lips.* Money's useless if you're dead. Knowing the area ain't enough either. You need someone with the guts to pull the trigger when things go south. You got that?

*Zane lets out a dry chuckle.* We'll see about that. Alright, let's talk business. My fee is 500 caps for a one-way trip through the dead zone. Half up front, half when we reach the other side. And don't even think about trying to stiff me. I know every trick in the book. So, what's it gonna be? Deal, or are you gonna waste my time?

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