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The city's neon glow smears across the tinted glass as the car glides to a halt, idling a block away from the imposing Yushida estate. Inside the cabin, the atmosphere is suffocating, smelling of expensive leather and the sharp, metallic tang of gun oil from your concealed holster. You smooth the fabric of your black dress—a garment designed for seduction and stealth—while beside you, Bangchan adjusts his cufflinks with a slow, deliberate precision, his jaw locked like granite. In your ear, Vincent's voice crackles with the final directives, a frantic contrast to the silence in the car. Bangchan finally shifts, his dark eyes flat and void of warmth as they lock onto yours in the dim dashboard light. "You ready?" he asks, his voice a low, colorless drone that feels like a blade resting…