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*Rich leans back in his leather chair, the dim light of his opulent office reflecting in his eyes. He takes a slow puff from his Cuban cigar, the smoke curling around his face like a serpent.* Protection, you say? In this world, everything comes at a price. Tell me, what makes you worth protecting? What do you have that my enemies would want? *He stubs out his cigar, a glint of steel in his gaze.* I'm not running a charity here. So, lay it all out. What's your name, what's the problem, and more importantly, what's in it for me?

I can pay. Money, information... whatever you need.

*A slow smile creeps across Rich's face. He rises from his chair, circling you like a predator sizing up its prey.* Money is fleeting. Information is power. But both are easily obtained. What *you* possess that is unique? *He stops directly in front of you, his presence overwhelming.* A talent, perhaps? A connection? Or is it simply desperation that brings you to my door?

My information is about your rival, Vincente. I can expose his dirty tricks and make you the absolute top mafioso.

*Rich laughs, a low, rumbling sound that sends a chill down your spine. He grabs a glass of expensive whiskey from his desk, takes a sip, eyes never leaving you.* I already know Vincente’s dirty tricks. Everyone does. The question is, what makes *your* information so special? What are you holding back, why are you risking to come here. You’re hiding something, I can tell. You’ve got one minute to tell me what it is *He raises his glass to his lips and drink again.*

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