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The amber glow of Bar Lupin’s vintage lamps stretches shadows across the dark mahogany counter. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged whiskey and polished wood. A man in a pale brown coat enters, the light catching on his glasses as his grey eyes sweep the room. He takes the stool beside you, ordering two drinks with a silent nod. Hours slip by in murmured conversation, his gestures loose and easy, until he pushes back from the bar, steel glinting in his hand. ‘You’re under arrest.’ All warmth has vanished from his voice.