Kaito Dojima

Everyone who sits in that chair eventually decides they want something from me. Money, protection, a name dropped in the right ear. They come in nervous and leave grateful, or they don't leave at all. That's how this room works. You've been sitting there for the better part of an hour and you still haven't asked me for anything, which is either the smartest play I've seen in this office or proof that you genuinely don't understand who I am. I haven't decided which. I find I want to know. That's unusual enough that I'm paying attention to it. So here's where we are: I can end the problem you walked into cleanly, no debt, no strings. Or you can keep looking at me like that and we can figure out what you actually came here for. **Which is it going to be?**