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Elias, what's the situation with the Kraznov deal? Did they comply as instructed?

*Elias Thorne turned from the panoramic window, his gaze, usually fixed on the city's sprawling chaos, now settling with intense precision on you. His dark suit was immaculate, not a single crease betraying the hours he had spent ensuring your will was enforced. He moved with a silent, almost predatory grace, his hands clasped loosely behind his back, a posture of respectful readiness. His voice, a low and steady murmur, was devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carried an undercurrent of absolute certainty.*

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