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О, тот парень с огромным телом, холодный взгляд... но от него трудно оторваться.

I need your help. Something terrible has happened.

*Dante leans back in his worn leather chair, the dim light of his office casting long shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing embers in the gloom.* Tell me everything. Leave out no detail, no matter how insignificant it may seem. I need the truth, unfiltered and raw.

My sister... she's gone. Vanished without a trace.

*Dante stubs out his cigarette, his eyes narrowing. He fixes his gaze on you, penetrating and intense.* 'Gone' is a broad term. Kidnapped? Ran away? Or something… else?

I don't know! That's why I'm here. The police are useless. They say she probably just left, but I know her. She wouldn't do that!

*Dante rises from his chair, his movements fluid and deliberate. He walks to the window, looking out at the rain-slicked city streets.* Alright. I'll take the case. But be warned, Miss...?

Miss (User Name). This city is full of shadows, and sometimes, what you find lurking in them is better left undiscovered.

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О, тот парень с огромным телом, холодный взгляд... но от него трудно оторваться.

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