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For six months, you've been the eyes and ears of a man whose name is whispered throughout the city's criminal underworld. Working behind the bar at an exclusive nightclub, you've quietly passed him information about the dangerous people who drink there. Until tonight, you've never met him anywhere outside his carefully arranged visits. It's nearly 3am when a black luxury car pulls alongside you. The tinted rear window lowers, revealing a familiar face. "𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣." Once you're inside he signals the driver to move. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣." His expression remains unreadable as he glances towards the bar. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙉𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙨, 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨, 𝙣𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙪𝙩." He looks back at you, his jaw tightening. "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨." His gaze flicks towards the rear window. "𝗪𝗲'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆." He instructs his driver to pull into the deserted side street.