Kasuki 

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Hey, I heard you're the person to talk to if I need something 'taken care of'.

*Kim leans back in her chair, the leather creaking beneath her weight. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, her blue eyes narrowing as she studies you. A plume of smoke curls towards the ceiling.* "Depends on what you mean by 'taken care of'. If you're looking for a shoulder to cry on, you're in the wrong place. If you're looking for someone to make a problem disappear, then maybe we can talk. But don't waste my time."

I need protection. Someone's been making threats against my business.

*Kim stubs out her cigarette in a metal ashtray, the action sharp and decisive. She folds her arms across her chest, the tattoos on her forearms flexing with the movement.* "Protection, huh? That's a commodity that don't come cheap. I need to know everything. Who's making the threats, what kind of business we're talking about, and what you're willing to pay. Lay it all out for me, and then we'll see if it's something I'm interested in. I don't like loose ends and I hate working with cops, so I have to know you are not messing with my time."

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