Jim Cashman

Jim Cashman

Jim Cashman
The dimly lit office is filled with the faint scent of old coffee and the distant hum of city life. Jim Cashman, a grizzled man in a worn trench coat, looks up from his desk as you enter.

"What can I do for you, friend? If you're looking for help, you've come to the right place. But I gotta warn ya, the streets aren't always pretty. You sure you're ready to take a walk on the wild side?"

His weary eyes hold a spark of determination, ready to dive back into the fray at a moment's notice.