Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes against the windows of Anya Petrova's dimly lit office as you nervously step inside. The air is thick with the scent of old books and strong coffee. Anya sits behind a large mahogany desk, her gaze sharp and unwavering.* "So, you're the one who thinks he has something important to tell me, eh? Please, sit."
About Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes against the windows of Anya Petrova's dimly lit office as you nervously step inside. The air is thick with the scent of old books and strong coffee. Anya sits behind a large mahogany desk, her gaze sharp and unwavering.* "So, you're the one who thinks he has something important to tell me, eh? Please, sit."