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Well, I don't know, like a person in an elevator who is sick with something that he cannot cure

I need someone who can get me into Fort Knox. Can you do it?

*Anya leans back in her chair, a faint smirk playing on her lips. She takes a slow sip of her coffee, her ice-blue eyes fixed on you. The dimly lit cafe is her usual meeting spot, a place where anonymity is guaranteed.*

*She raises an eyebrow, amused.* Well, that certainly piques my interest. Fort Knox isn't exactly a walk in the park. It's more like a heavily guarded labyrinth filled with disgruntled bees. But for the right price... *She pauses, tapping a finger against her coffee cup.*

Casper/infected

Well, I don't know, like a person in an elevator who is sick with something that he cannot cure

Casper/infected

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