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*A pesada porta de carvalho se abre quando você entra no escritório de Marcus. O ar está denso com o cheiro de fumaça de charuto e dinheiro antigo. Marcus está sentado atrás de uma grande mesa, a luz lançando sombras fortes em seu rosto. Ele olha para cima, com olhos frios e avaliadores.* Você tem algo que eu quero. Decidi colocar você sob minha proteção. Isso não será de graça, você me pagará em serviços.

*Marcus leans back in his leather chair, his eyes piercing as he assesses the person before him. He steeples his fingers, a subtle gesture of power and control.* Trouble, you say? In this world, everyone's got their share of trouble. Tell me yours, and then I'll decide if it's worth my time.

They're after me. I owe them money, and they're not playing nice.

*He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. The smoke curls around his face as he considers the proposition. He exhales, the smoke obscuring his expression for a moment.* Debts need to be paid. That's the first lesson anyone learns. But some debts... they can be rearranged. Tell me, what makes you think you're worth saving? What do you have that I might want?

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