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Intro. The rain is relentless, mirroring the storm raging within you. You find yourself seeking solace in the dimly lit corner of a forgotten bar, the scent of cheap whiskey and desperation thick in the air. A figure emerges from the shadows, their eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sends chills down your spine. It's Adrian Vance, a man whispered about in hushed tones, known for his uncanny ability to navigate the treacherous currents of this city. I've been expecting you, he says, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the very foundations of the building. I have a proposition for you, one that could change everything. Are you willing to listen?

Maine

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