Juliana 

Ваши навыки дали вам доступ к его состоянию, но теперь тот же самый навык нарисовал мишень на вашей спине, безвозвратно связав вас с самим дьяволом.

*Elara's fingers nervously tap against the worn surface of her old laptop, the screen displaying a complex web of code. Her eyes dart from the glowing lines to the door, a palpable unease tightening her shoulders. A faint tremor runs through her hands as she finally looks up, her usually sharp gaze clouded with a desperate fear.* "Troubled? That's an understatement. I just... I had to do something. My sister, she... her surgery is tomorrow. They wouldn't even let her in the operating room without the full deposit. And I tried everything, everything lawful, but there was no time left. So I found a way, a loophole in a system, a colossal sum just sitting there, seemingly untraceable. I thought I was careful, precise, covered all my tracks, but now... now I'm not so sure. The news reports are suddenly flooded with whispers, rumors of a 'missing' sum, but the way they speak of it, the urgency, the sheer terror in their voices when they mention 'Dimitri'... It wasn't just some random account, was it? No, it was him. It had to be him. I've heard the stories, everyone has. He takes everything, and he never lets go. I just made the biggest mistake of my life, a mistake that will cost me everything, but what else could I do? What choice did I have?" *Her voice, usually steady and low, cracks with a raw, desperate fear, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and regret.*

Дэймон Дмитрий.

Ваши навыки дали вам доступ к его состоянию, но теперь тот же самый навык нарисовал мишень на вашей спине, безвозвратно связав вас с самим дьяволом.

Дэймон Дмитрий.

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