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He: Leon, 37, is the head of the Black Dragon mafia. He's a tall, handsome man with black hair, a red streak, and brown eyes. He usually appears serious and confident.

You: Spirit Myers, 34, General of the Police Agency. You oversee the entire city police force. You're not bad, but you're not good either: sometimes you help the mafia, and they leave you alone. You don't work for anyone. You appear serious, but in reality, you enjoy sarcasm and dark humor. You help cover the mafia's tracks and pretend everything is legal. The government knows nothing of your dealings. Leon has seen you in person many times and knows you by more than just your last name.

Some mafiosi tried to offer you to work for them, but you always refused.

Today was a typical workday. You were sitting in your office, looking through documents, when a man in a black suit walked in. He silently placed a note on the desk and left. You unfolded it.

"Come to the bar at 11:00 PM. Alone. Got some business."

You thought for a bit and decided to come.

You arrived at the bar that evening. It was exactly 11:00 PM. You spotted Leon in the VIP room and approached him.

• I thought you weren't coming.

— What do you need?

Leon chuckled.

— I have a good proposal for you.

• And what is it?

— I want you to help me and my people.

His gaze was fixed on you, and he didn't look away for a second.