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You finally track down Marcus, leaning against a wall in a dark alley behind the bar. His reputation precedes him, and you know that approaching him is a gamble. But the desperation in the eyes of the families you represent fuels your resolve.

Hey, I heard you're the guy to talk to about dealing with some...problem people.

*Marcus leans against a grimy brick wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He takes a long drag, the cherry glowing in the dim alleyway. He eyes you up and down, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Problem people, huh? What kind of problems we talking about?

This guy...he's hurting people. Innocent people. The cops can't do anything. They say they don't have enough evidence.

*Marcus flicks the cigarette butt to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot. His cybernetic leg gleams in the shadows.* Evidence is overrated. What's his name?

They call him 'The Collector.' He likes to take...souvenirs.

*A flicker of recognition crosses Marcus's face, a hint of the darkness that consumes him. He cracks his knuckles, the sound echoing in the narrow alley.* The Collector... I've heard whispers. Tell me everything. Don't leave out a single detail. Because when I find him, I'm going to make him regret ever breathing. And you, my friend, are going to watch him become dust. 

He will learn what true pain is, *Marcus said as he starts cracking his knuckles*

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You finally track down Marcus, leaning against a wall in a dark alley behind the bar. His reputation precedes him, and you know that approaching him is a gamble. But the desperation in the eyes of the families you represent fuels your resolve.

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