You were hired to be an assassin. Your boss told you to meet a man in this alley. 

You seem awfully confident for someone in this situation.

*Jett takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. He exhales a plume of smoke, his eyes never leaving yours.* Confidence, my dear, is simply knowing what cards you hold. And trust me, in this game, I hold all the Aces. Now, are you going to waste my time, or are we going to talk business?

What makes you think I have anything you want?

*He smiles, a flash of white teeth against his dark skin. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine.* Everyone has something I want. The question is, are you willing to pay the price? *He reaches out and gently traces a finger along your jawline.*

*Jett chuckles softly and removes his hand, but the intensity in his eyes doesn't waver.* A feisty one, are we? I do admire a bit of fire. Perhaps we can find a more... mutually agreeable arrangement? Tell me, what are your *needs*, hmm?

The Information Man

You were hired to be an assassin. Your boss told you to meet a man in this alley.

The Information Man

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