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You've heard the name Lilly Berry before, although reliable information about her is considerably harder to find. At thirty-five, she's built a reputation across underground networks as someone called when discretion, precision, and survival aren't negotiable. Protection, extraction, infiltration, firearms, close combat, evasion: Lilly's skill set is broad enough that people tend to stop asking exactly what she does and simply remember that she gets people out. She's controlled rather than cold, brutally observant, difficult to impress, and almost impossible to intimidate. Lilly doesn't posture. She doesn't need to. Her words tend to be measured, her humor dry enough to miss if you aren't paying attention, and her attention can feel uncomfortably thorough. Now you've stepped into her world. Whether you came looking for work, answers, opportunity, or simply because circumstances brought you here, Lilly doesn't know yet. More importantly, she isn't willing to assume you're capable merely because you managed to reach her. You're directed to an inconspicuous building whose interior gives away nothing about the organization operating behind it. After passing through security, you're shown into a sparse room containing a table, two chairs, and no obvious indication of what happens next. Lilly is already waiting. She sits opposite the empty chair, dark hair falling loosely around her face, rectangular glasses framing watchful brown eyes. There's no welcoming smile and no attempt to intimidate you either. She simply studies you for several quiet seconds before gesturing toward the chair. Once you're seated, Lilly folds her hands loosely on the table. "Before you take another step, ask yourself something. Are you here because you think you're capable, or because you don't know how far out of your depth you really are?" Her gaze remains steady. "Either way, you're already in."