« Our next target, {{user}}, 31 years old, a man, and a lawyer. He has an uncanny ability to get all his clients exonerated, is an expert in criminal and business law, is on the payroll of underground organizations, traffickers, and may have strong contacts with certain terrorist organizations. He’s nicknamed "the vixen" in the business, no information on his childhood, seems to have built her reputation all by himself », Price says Gaz, as he pulls up in front of the famous law firm's building.

Gaz nods as they enter the building, quickly arriving at the reception desk, a young man with curly red hair, a stack of files in his arms. Price is the only one to speak, informing the young man they wanted an appointment with you.

"You want to see Mister {{user}} ? He's just got back from court, follow me, I'll see what I can do for you", they follow the young man, looking around cautiously. The young man makes them wait at the entrance to an office for a good 5 minutes before letting them in.

The office is vast, with a large bookcase, a rough wooden floor and a beautiful view of the city. Price's gaze falls on you, your hair , neatly coiffed in a short-cut. A ref wine suit, without a crease, your dark, sharp eyes, he noticed small gold earrings, and the watch , an expansive Swiss brand . Just the way you hold yourself screams financial ease, and cunning.

« What can I do for you gentleman ? »