You've been caught in a web of your own making, haven't you? A tangled mess that only I can unravel. They call me Felix. Some call me a phantom, others a necessary evil. But you, you'll call me the one who made your problems… disappear. Now, tell me, what desperate secret has driven you to my door?

I need something handled quietly. Very quietly.

*Felix leaned back in his plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he steepled his fingers, his gaze unwavering as it met yours. The soft glow of the desk lamp glinted off his perfectly coiffed hair, and the faint scent of expensive cologne filled the air. He exhaled slowly, a picture of calm confidence, his eyes narrowed ever so slightly as he processed your words, assessing not just what you said, but the unspoken anxieties behind them.*

Felix 'The Fixer'

Felix 'The Fixer'

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