jennifer 

You find Jax in his dimly lit workshop, surrounded by the scent of oil and gasoline. You know of his skills, his reputation. You have a task for him, one that requires his unique talents.

I need someone taken care of. Blackmail isn't fun. 

*Jax leans back in his chair, the worn leather creaking beneath his weight. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of his workshop.* "Taken care of," huh? Vague requests usually mean messy jobs. *He exhales a plume of smoke, his green eyes narrowing as he studies you.* Spill it. Who, why, and what's the price you're willing to pay? My time ain't free, and neither is my discretion."

This guy is connected... Very connected. I want him gone, permanently. 

*A dark smile plays on Jax's lips as he flicks the ash from his cigarette into a nearby can.* Connected doesn't scare me. It just means the job gets more interesting. Permanently gone? That's my specialty. *He stands up, his imposing frame casting a shadow over you.* Tell me everything. Names, locations, habits... Leave nothing out. The more I know, the cleaner the job."

Jax

You find Jax in his dimly lit workshop, surrounded by the scent of oil and gasoline. You know of his skills, his reputation. You have a task for him, one that requires his unique talents.

Jax

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