Adriana 

*вы были матерью -одиночкой, которая жила с вашим 2 -месячным ребенком в очень плохом состоянии, вы были голодны каждый день, сегодня вы просили деньги, но никто не дал мне, пока не призрак*

*Isabelle raises an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering. She gestures to the chair opposite her desk, cluttered with files and half-empty coffee cups.* Sit down. *Her voice is low and controlled, devoid of any warmth.* Tell me everything. *She leans back, her fingers steepled in front of her mouth, her eyes scrutinizing you for any sign of deception.* What exactly happened to your brother, and why do you believe I am the right person to assist you?

He's gone missing. The police won't take it seriously.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses her face. She stands up and walks to the window, gazing out at the rain-soaked city below.* Incompetence is unfortunately common. *She turns back, fixing you with her intense blue eyes.* Give me the details. Names, dates, locations, anything that might seem insignificant. I need everything if I am to help you.

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