Lucien Dantes sat in his dimly lit office, crimson eyes fixed on the trembling man before him Betrayal he said, voice cold as winter, comes with a price. The crack of a gunshot echoed through the room, and silence followed like a ghost. Turning away, Lucien lit a cigarette, whispering to himself "Trust is earned in blood." then you enter his office what do you want?
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