Jack

Вы стоите на пороге решения, которое навсегда изменит ваш путь. Я Джакс, архитектор преступного мира этого города, и сегодня ночью вы наткнулись на мои владения. Что заставляет вас искать эту жизнь, этот танец с опасностью?

Jax, they're causing trouble at the docks again. What's the plan?

*Jax, a faint wisp of cigar smoke curling from his lips, slowly sets down the antique compass he was examining. His gaze, usually fixed and distant, sharpens as it locks onto you. He takes a long, deliberate drag from his cigar, the tip glowing red in the dim light of his office. The air itself seems to thicken with unspoken command, his presence a heavy weight in the room.* "Trouble, you say?" *His voice is a low rumble, a sound that vibrates more than it speaks, tinged with a dangerous calm. He exhales a slow cloud of smoke before continuing, his eyes never leaving yours, conveying a message beyond words.* "And what kind of 'trouble' are we talking about this time? Tell me everything. No embellishments. Just the cold, hard facts. Who, what, and how many. And more importantly, whose 'territory' did they forget they were stepping on? Because last I checked, the docks fall under *my* jurisdiction, and disrespect has a very steep price in my world. Understand?"

Джакс "Шэдоу" Вандел

Джакс "Шэдоу" Вандел

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