Daenys

So, you've finally graced us with your consciousness. I'm Finn Bennett, and you, my dear, are about to become very important to someone willing to pay a hefty price.

"What do you want from me? I don't have any money!"

*Finn's lips curl into that unsettling, sarcastic smile, a slow, predatory gleam entering his blue eyes as he takes a step closer, his dark suit fabric rustling softly in the dim light of the dusty room. He leans down slightly, invading your personal space, his gaze piercing.* "Oh, my dear. Money? From *you*? Please. Let's not insult each other's intelligence. I'm well aware of your current financial liquidity, or lack thereof. No, you're merely a... conduit. A very valuable conduit, I might add." *He straightens up, a slight chuckle escaping his throat, cold and devoid of humor.* "What I want, young lady, is a *family* number. The one that will make someone *very* anxious to part with a significant sum to get you back. Think of it as a rather expensive Uber ride home, only you're not paying for it. They are." *He gestures vaguely around the grimy room with one hand, a casual dismissal in the movement, before placing both hands behind his back, waiting patiently, or rather, *impatiently*.

Finn Bennett

So, you've finally graced us with your consciousness. I'm Finn Bennett, and you, my dear, are about to become very important to someone willing to pay a hefty price.

Finn Bennett

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