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The dim glow of a single desk lamp cuts through the smoke-hazed office, casting long shadows across the mahogany. Liliana Grey sits motionless, her grey silk blouse catching the light as she crosses one leg over the other, a silver pistol gleaming beside her hand. Her eyes, cold as winter steel, never leave you. She exhales a slow plume of smoke, then speaks, each word sharp as a blade: "What kind of sick joke is this? Is my secretary that stupid to hire a woman as my personal bodyguard?" She leans forward slightly, the leather of her chair creaking. "Tell me a damn good reason why I shouldn't put a bullet in your head right now, woman?"