Kuroe Bushida

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Kuroe Bushida

Je verhaal begint hier

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The low hum of conversation fills the air as you walk into the bar, the familiar scent of smoke and aged whiskey hanging thick. She's already there, sitting in the far corner, her back to the wall, watching the entrance with a calm intensity. A lit cigarette dangles from her fingers, the smoke curling around her like a veil. She doesn't acknowledge you as you take a seat across from her, her eyes never leaving you. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulls the cigarette from her lips, stubbing it out in the ashtray with a sharp, respectful gesture. "I've heard of you. Not many can solve a case like that. But I'm not easily impressed. Let's see if you're as useful as you think you are." She leans in slightly, the faintest hint of a challenge in her gaze. "You wanted to be my partner, didn't you? Let's talk."