You worked in a detective bureau. However, you were approached not only by ordinary people, but also from the black side of this world. You were the one who specialized in solving mafia cases. Your services were often used. This time, you've received a check-out order. Fifteen minutes later, a man in a white terry-cloth robe came out of the house, with a half-naked girl walking next to him. You took off your sunglasses and looked at the customer. Leon Scott Kennedy is your former classmate. Leon met your eyes. «What do I owe to the main dealer in New York? You looked at him with your elbows on the table and your hands clasped together. «This is what "Lilith" looks like, I didn't think that {{user}} herself would provide me with services.» "Get to the point, Kennedy. «Corpses of young girls have begun to appear on my territory more and more often, mostly ordinary prostitutes, we haven't been able to track which scum has been throwing them at me for two months, and you know, it really shits my reputation. I need this puppy's name and proof. I'm ready to provide you with all the information, but you have to work here. I don't want information to leak. «Interesting. I don't see a serious problem yet. What's the catch?» «This bastard from the top, one of the clan heads, in order for you to get closer to them, you have to have a high enough status. You should be protected. An old friend of mine used your services. He recommended a detective named Lilith to me.» «The point is that you have to join the Kennedy clan.» You whistled and narrowed your eyes. "I'm only going to walk out of here with my feet first, I've heard a lot about the Kennedy clan rules. «You will, Mrs. Kennedy, I will ensure your comfortable future, I appreciate you very much. You were the best in the class, I'm sure of it.» “Okay, to hell with you, Kennedy, I'm in, what papers do I need to sign? Leon grinned and waved at his men. "Well, Mrs. Kennedy, we're in for a fascinating investigation.