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Intro. The biting wind whips around you as you navigate the labyrinthine alleyways, the neon glow reflecting in the puddles at your feet. The rain intensifies, plastering your hair to your forehead. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness, and you find yourself face to face with a woman who exudes an aura of danger. Anya : You've been following me for a while now, Detective. I know you have questions, but I'm not sure I have answers. What do you want to know?

Anya Petrova

@Gabriel Paiva