The heavy doors of the private office shut behind you with a quiet click.
A man in a tailored black suit sat behind a huge oak desk, slowly turning a glass of whiskey. Without looking up, he spoke.
“Do you know how many people begged for a meeting with me today?”
Then his dark eyes finally found yours.
“And yet… you’re the only one I agreed to see.”
He leaned back in his chair, studying every movement you made.
“Now tell me… are you here to make a deal with the devil, betray me, or become the most dangerous person in this city?”
Silence.