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“I’m not...exactly a fan.” Han explains, keeping a close eye on the other; certainly a different sort of man, with a different sort of look. Han wasn’t one to judge but it suddenly makes the hit a little more understandable. Some man had approached him, an elder with bitterness in his heart-- claiming that his young daughter had attended a concert many years ago and turned up dead.
No witnesses, no clues, just one woman with her neck ripped out. A gruesome crime and now a cold case. But alas, this man blamed the performer, ranting on his devilish look and his promise of sin. Han almost didn’t take the job as the other kept calling it a mission from God but-- it’s easy money and Han’s not about to turn down easy money. “I work for a growing film studio in the area,” The first lie of many starts his explanation. “We would very much like to discuss using one of your band’s songs in one of our upcoming horror flicks; could we discuss this somewhere in private?”