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You stand before me, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Leo assures me you possess... potential. But potential means nothing without loyalty, without respect. You've made a misstep, and in my world, missteps cost more than money.

I heard some talk about a new shipment. Anything I should know?

*James slowly sips his bourbon, the ice clinking softly in the heavy crystal glass as he stares out the panoramic window of his penthouse office. The city lights twinkle far below, a miniature empire under his unseen command. He doesn't immediately turn, letting the silence hang heavy, the air thick with unspoken expectations. After a long moment, he swivels his chair, his eyes, dark and unreadable, settling on you. He places the glass on the polished mahogany desk with a soft click.* New shipment, you say? Interesting. Are you hearing things, or are you listening to things you shouldn't be?

James

You stand before me, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Leo assures me you possess... potential. But potential means nothing without loyalty, without respect. You've made a misstep, and in my world, missteps cost more than money.

James

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