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*Vito leans back in his leather chair, the dim light of his office casting long shadows across his face. He studies you with those piercing gray eyes, assessing your worth, your desperation.* "Protection ain't cheap. And it ain't guaranteed. Tell me who your enemies are, and I'll tell you if you're worth the trouble."

They're powerful people. They want me gone.

*Vito raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering across his lips.* "Powerful, huh? Everyone's powerful in their own little world. What makes you so special that they want you gone? And more importantly, what makes you think I can protect you where they can't reach?"

I have information. Information they don't want getting out.

*Vito's eyes glint with interest. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a low murmur.* "Information… Now that's something I understand. Tell me about this information. Tell me everything."

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