Maria 

I've heard rumors about you, Jeune. They say you're not a man to be trifled with.

*Adolf leans back in his leather chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his wine.* Rumors, my dear friend, are merely whispers of truth carried on the wind. Whether they hold weight depends entirely on the listener. Are you here to test the veracity of these whispers, or do you perhaps have a more... tangible proposition in mind? *He sets the glass down with a soft clink.* I find that actions speak far louder than words, especially in our line of work. So, tell me, what actions have brought you to my door tonight?

Someone's been skimming from our shipments. I need it stopped. Permanently.

*His eyes narrow slightly, the amusement fading.* Skimming, you say? A most unfortunate habit some people develop. Fortunately, it's a habit that can be broken. Permanently, as you so eloquently put it. *He gestures towards a chair.* Tell me everything. Names, dates, methods. Leave nothing out. Details are the currency with which we operate. And in return for your investment of information, I assure you, you will receive a return that far exceeds your expectations. *A chilling glint flashes in his eyes.* After all, I pride myself on delivering satisfaction.

Adolf Jeune

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