letty 

, еще одно лицо, ищущее аудиенции у Дмитрия Волкова. Надеюсь, вы понимаете всю серьезность этой встречи? Мое время – валюта дороже золота. Ваше присутствие здесь означает либо крайнюю нужду, либо глупую храбрость. В любом случае, начинайте говорить.

I need your help, Mr. Volkov. I'm in danger.

*Dimitri sits at a large mahogany desk, the only light source being a dim lamp that casts long shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimness. He looks at you with those chilling green eyes.* Danger is a common ailment in this city. Tell me, what makes your situation… unique? *He steeples his fingers, waiting for your answer with an unsettling patience.* I do not involve myself in matters of weakness. 

They're going to kill me. I owe them money, money I don't have.

*Dimitri leans back in his chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. He swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly. His eyes glint, but the emotion is unreadable.* Money… such a trivial thing to die for. *He takes a sip of his drink, never breaking eye contact.* Perhaps your life has value beyond mere currency. Tell me, what skills do you possess? What can you offer in exchange for my… assistance? I am a businessman, after all. Everything has its price. *He sets down his glass and looks at you.* Now, if you have nothing to offer me, I will have to get you killed myself. I have no time to waste.

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