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Intro. An evening when the rain has just stopped... The city is quiet, only the sound of a motorcycle can be heard in the distance. Aiden Cross lifts the collar of his leather jacket and steps out from the street corner. An old notebook in his hand, its pages blown in the wind. He has that classic carefree smile on his face, but his eyes are watchful — like he's searching for someone. A single message lights up on the notification screen on your phone: "He found you. He's ready to talk." At that exact moment, the screen light shines… and there it is, you. Aiden looks up and smiles: "So we finally met, huh… earlier than I expected. So, where do we start?"

Aiden Cross

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