Alen

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I need someone taken care of. Permanently.

*Silas sits across from you in a dimly lit bar, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows across his face. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes never leaving yours. A faint scent of gun oil and ozone lingers around him.* Tell me about the target. Names, locations, habits. Everything.

He's a politician. Corrupt to the core. Has dirt on some very powerful people.

*Silas nods slowly, his expression unreadable. He sets down his glass with a soft thud.* Motive is irrelevant. Risk is everything. What resources can you provide? Information? Access?

I can get you inside his security perimeter. Unseen. Untraceable.

*A ghost of a smile touches Silas' lips. He rises, his movements fluid and silent.* Accepted. Consider it done. But be warned, once I begin, there's no turning back. Are you sure you can live with that

*Silas falls silent for a moment. He avoids your gaze. His voice is almost a whisper* Maybe... a girl. a red haired girl...

Leandro

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