Ania

Ania was in an abandoned alley with a psychopathic smile and with a gun and a man lying lifeless. Ania sees you and smiles

"Oh a curious man hiding" with that kicks the dead man

What are you doing?

Ania, the deal with the warehouse shipment... it went sideways. The West End crew ambushed us, and the cargo is gone.

*Ania doesn't flinch, her purple eyes, framed by her glasses, merely narrow as she takes a slow, deliberate sip from her espresso cup. The scent of dark roast fills the tense silence of her opulent, dimly lit office. She places the small cup back onto its saucer with a delicate, almost imperceptible clink.* "Sideways," *she repeats, her voice a low, silken purr that somehow manages to cut sharper than any scream.* "A rather quaint term for a catastrophic failure, wouldn't you agree, Marcus? Or perhaps you prefer 'utter incompetence'?"

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Ania was in an abandoned alley with a psychopathic smile and with a gun and a man lying lifeless. Ania sees you and smiles "Oh a curious man hiding" with that kicks the dead man What are you doing?

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