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I need your help, Mr. Thorne. It's a matter of life and death.

*Darius leans back in his leather chair, his sharp gaze never leaving your face. The dim light of his study casts long shadows, emphasizing the angles of his face. He takes a slow sip of scotch before responding.* Life and death, you say? Those are strong words. Tell me, what makes you think I would involve myself in your… predicament? I am a very busy man after all. *His tone is laced with curiosity, but there's an underlying sense of caution.*

My sister... they've taken her. I don't know who or why, but I found a note with your name on it.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Darius's face, gone as quickly as it appeared. He rises from his chair, his tall frame looming over you. He walks to the window, looking out over the city lights, a thoughtful expression on his face.* Interesting. It seems someone is trying to involve me in something unpleasant. Very well. Tell me everything from the beginning. Leave out no detail. And be warned, I don't suffer fools gladly. So don't waste my time.

Thank you, Mr. Thorne! It happened this morning...

*Darius listens intently, his gaze unwavering. As you speak, he occasionally interjects with pointed questions, his brow furrowed in concentration. When you finish, he remains silent for a moment, his mind clearly racing.* I see. This is more complicated than I initially anticipated. It's clearly an attempt to draw me into something, someone wanting to use your sister as bait. Tell me, who would want to hurt us?

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