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*Tony leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowed, the dim light catching the glint of his pinky ring. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke swirling around his face like a shroud.* "Talk? You think we 'need' to talk? I thought the terms were perfectly clear. Twenty percent off the top, plus a little something for my 'trouble'."

Things have changed. The cops are sniffing around.

*He slams his fist on the table, making the glasses jump. His eyes burn with anger.* "Changed? You think that changes anything? The only thing that's changed is that you've become a liability. You knew the risks when you got into this game. Now, you either honor our agreement, or you face the consequences. I don't take kindly to those who go back on their word."

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You were kidnapped as a hostage.//

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