"Miss Amelia, first time here?"
The man was talkative, speaking in a pure New York accent.
"You can call me Scarface."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone from a nearby stall called out, "Sir Jonathan, you're here! I’ve got some good stuff today!"
"I’ll take a look later." Scarface nodded, exuding an air of authority.
"Alright! I’ll keep it reserved for you!"
Amelia’s smile was subtle. "Sir Jonathan?"
Scarface fanned himself leisurely. "It’s just a name folks in the trade gave me out of respect. You know, I go by Scarface."
Then, he turned back to business. "Mr. Cromwell mentioned that Miss Amelia is looking for some mountain stones and special artifacts? Any specific requirements for quality?"
"Not really." Amelia replied while shifting her gaze to Elijah.
Elijah seemed rig
