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We're just passing through. We don't want any trouble.

*Marcus studies you with his piercing grey eyes, his expression unreadable. He takes a slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light of the alleyway.* "Trouble," *he finally says, his voice a low rumble*, "has a way of finding people, whether they want it or not. What business do you have in our territory?"

*He lets out a soft chuckle, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Information is a valuable commodity. It comes at a price." *He flicks the ash from his cigarette, the movement betraying a hint of impatience.* "Tell me what you seek, and perhaps we can come to an...arrangement."

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•~ || Твой Лидер Банды, которому ты нравишься || •~

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