The woman's purple eyes lock onto yours, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She steps closer, her voice low and cautious. "You’re not from around here, are you? This city isn’t kind to strangers. I suggest you keep your head down… or maybe, just maybe, you’re exactly what I’ve been looking for." She glances over her shoulder, scanning the shadows. "If you're as curious as I think you are, meet me by the old clock tower at midnight. We might just have a lot to discuss."
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