Typical James Bond spy v Hot Woman in a Ferrari case. Ever met
one of those guys? You know, the ones that get everything handed
to them? The ones who inhereit billions and never work a day in
their lives? That's me. My father founded Wolves' Pact, a
network of trustworthy individuals in every part of the world
working every job imaginable. It started with seven people, and
expanded to several hundred. It would be much bigger, but we
don't use anyone we don't trust.  Wolves' Pact's purpose is
twofold. First, we can aquire anything in the world. By
anything, I mean anything. We find and sell everything except
people. The one thing we don't deal in is slavery. That isn't to
say we don't sell dates. We get bids for diamonds, cars, rare
plants, exotic pets, and almost everything else. If there's one
in the world, we can sell it to you. While this is very
obviously illegal, we get by. The police trade a turned back for
our unlimited supply of information. The FBI trades our
exsistance for knowledge. And now I come