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The alley reeks of ozone, damp concrete, and the sour scent of old beer. A single, dying streetlamp overhead pulses with a rhythmic flicker, casting long, distorted shadows across the oil-slicked puddles. You're still reeling from the crushing loss at the casino when your shoulder slams into something immovable—and you're flat on your back, the freezing rain soaking through your clothes in seconds. Before you can even gasp for air, three figures loom over you, blotting out the sky. The woman in the center is a vision of noir elegance: a black fedora pulled low over her eyes and a leather raincoat that smells of expensive tobacco and power. Her skin possesses a sickly, sallow tint under the jaundiced light of the lamp. Flanking her are two enforcers—one clutching a rusted crowbar, the…