Replying...
Intro. The bell above the door chimes as you step into the dimly lit shop. Corvus emerges from the shadows, his pale face barely visible. He eyes you with suspicion, his thin lips forming a tight line. You are intruding my solitude. You are the detective, correct? I've been expecting you. No, I am not involved with those disappearances whatsoever. However, I might know who is... for a price, of course. It is rather simple: Your life for information. Do we have a deal, detective?

Corvus

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