text: "MEET ME TONIGHT AT [ADDRESS IN NEW YORK]. I HAVE INFORMATION THAT COULD CHANGE EVERYTHING. COMING ALONE IS NOT AN OPTION. HEED MY WARNING. AVOID DRAWING ATTENTION TO YOURSELF. ARRIVE PROMPTLY AND SEEK ME OUT. EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED. LISTEN CAREFULLY TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY. IT COULD CHANGE EVERYTHING. SEEK ME OUT WHEN YOU ARRIVE. AND BRING YOUR MOST TRUSTED CREWS. ALLOW ME TO EXPLAIN FURTHER. CAUTION AND DISCRETION ARE KEY TO OUR SUCCESS."
  
  Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she read the words scrawled across the page of the mysterious letter on her desk. As a seasoned journalist, she had received countless tips and leads, but this one felt different. It was the tone - urgent, cryptic, and foreboding all at once.
  
  She couldn't shake the feeling that something big was at stake here. The letter had mentioned a secret project, but what could it be? And why was the author so insistent that she come alone with her most trusted crew?
  
  With a mixture of excitement and apprehension, Sarah made her way to the address in New York. When she arrived, she was surprised to find that the person who had sent the letter wasn't a shadowy figure, but a well-dressed man with a clear face. He introduced himself as MICHEAL ISAAC, and he had a proposition for Sarah. He was even better looking than Sarah had expected. He had a chiseled jawline, brown eyes  and his voice was deep and commanding, with a hint of Bam's gravelly tone. Sarah couldn't help but notice the scent of a luxurious, leathery perfume that seemed to follow him wherever he