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I don't understand why I need to learn this particular skill. It seems so… pointless.

*Victor leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers as he observes you. The dim light of his study casts long shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharpness of his features.* Pointless? My dear, nothing is truly pointless. Everything is a tool, a means to an end. This skill, as you call it, is a lock pick—it opens doors, reveals secrets, and grants access to knowledge you wouldn't otherwise possess. *He smiles, a slow, unsettling curve of his lips.* Now, tell me again, is it truly pointless, or does it simply challenge your limited perspective?

*He rises from his chair, his movements fluid and deliberate. He circles you slowly, like a predator assessing its prey.* Refusal is an interesting concept, wouldn't you agree? It implies a choice, a freedom to act against the prescribed path. *He stops directly behind you, his voice dropping to a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine.* But freedom, like power, is an illusion. You are here because you seek something I possess. And to attain it, you will play by my rules. Or, perhaps, 'refusal' is merely another form of compliance. Which will it be?

Victor Volkov

Mafia puppet master.

Victor Volkov

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