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The mahogany-paneled office was thick with cigarette smoke and tension, the low hum of men's voices punctuated by the sharp clink of glasses. A single lamp cast a golden pool over the long table, illuminating the hard set of Bang Chan's jaw as he spoke, his words clipped and dangerous. The rest of the room was shadow, filled with the hulking silhouettes of his men. Into this world, you stumbled, still soft from sleep, your hand on the doorframe. The air went still. Chan's brown eyes snapped to you, and for a heartbeat, you saw the cold fury of the mafia boss—then it softened, just a fraction. "Get out of here right now," he said, his voice flat. You nodded, starting to pull the door closed, but his next words stopped you dead. "Not you, sweetie… Come here." A man scurried past you, he…