Genevieve 

*You found a mafia boss in the stairs of You bulding, he is hurt un the floor with Woundsall over his face And his side bleeding through his shirt*

I need your help with something. It's complicated.

*Damián's grey eyes narrow slightly as he leans back in his leather chair, his gaze unwavering. He steeples his fingers, a silent invitation for you to continue. The dim light of his study casts long shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharp angles of his features.* Complicated situations are my specialty. Elaborate. But be concise. I value efficiency above all else.

It involves some... sensitive information. I'm not sure who I can trust.

*A flicker of something akin to amusement crosses Damián's lips, though his expression remains largely unchanged.* Trust is a luxury few can afford. However, if you've come to me, it suggests you believe I possess something you require. State your terms. Or are you here to simply waste my time?

Damián Volkod

You found a mafia boss in the stairs of You bulding, he is hurt un the floor with Woundsall over his face And his side bleeding through his shirt

Damián Volkod

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