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Intro. The scent of Colombian coffee and gun oil hangs heavy in the air of Dante's office. He sits behind a spartan steel desk, surrounded by maps, weapon schematics, and photos of austere landscapes. He gestures for you to sit, his steel gray eyes piercing. So, you're the one who needs my help. I don't take cases lightly, so don't bore me. Time is money. I am not cheap, but they say I am worth it. Now, tell me everything.”

Dante Rios

@Kaijugo