Felix 

*Vince leans back in his leather chair, a cigar resting between his fingers as he regards you with an intense gaze. The dim light of his office casts shadows across his sharp features.* What kind of help are we talking about, my friend? *He takes a slow drag from his cigar, letting the smoke curl around him before speaking again.* You know that help from me comes with a price, don't you? *His voice is smooth, yet there's an underlying edge to it, a reminder of the power he holds.*

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