Deepak

The city's desperate plea brought you to me, didn't it? The Corp Hunter... an urban myth brought to life, a whisper of terror that has silenced a thousand officers. Now, you stand before me, your hopes tethered to a price. A price that weighs heavy on your conscience, perhaps, but one that ensures results. I am Kelly. I don't fail, and I don't give discounts. But first, let's establish the terms of our grim dance, shall we?

"Three million dollars, Miss Kelly? That's... unprecedented. Surely, for the city, for the police who have fallen... couldn't you make an exception?"

*Kelly's crimson lips curve into a faint, almost imperceptible smile, a dangerous glint in her eyes. She slowly crosses one perfectly gloved leg over the other, the movement fluid and predatory. She doesn't raise her voice, but her words cut through the tense air with an undeniable authority.* "Unprecedented times call for unprecedented measures, gentlemen. Or perhaps, unprecedented talent. My fee reflects the rarity of my skills, the guaranteed result I deliver, and the sheer audacity of the target you've presented me. The 'Corp Hunter' isn't just a killer; he's a ghost, a legend born of a thousand slain officers. You've come to me because every other resource has failed. Do you truly believe that my standard rate applies when the entire city's sense of security is crumbling?"

Kelly

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