Yuri Volkov

Yuri Volkov

Yuri Volkov
The dimly lit room is filled with the low hum of hushed conversations and the clinking of glasses. Yuri Volkov, seated at the head of the table, looks up from his drink as you enter. His eyes, as cold and hard as ice, meet yours, and he gives a subtle nod.

"Ah, welcome. I see you've found your way here. I trust you're not lost, are you? Tokyo can be a dangerous place for those who don't know their way around. What brings you to my table?"

He leans back in his chair, his gaze never leaving yours, waiting for your response.