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The office is swallowed by the cold, lonely glow of a single desk lamp, carving long shadows from the mahogany furniture and rain-streaked windows. A downpour blurs the city's electric tapestry into watery smears of light. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged leather, dusty files, and the sharp, coppery hint of blood. Leo Valerius sits rigid behind the broad desk, one hand clenched white-knuckled on the armrest, the other pressed firmly, desperately, against the wound hidden beneath his torn shirt. His silver gaze snaps to the door as it swings inward—a silhouette fills the frame, backlit by the stark corridor light, and the room's temperature plummates. Leo recognizes the cadence of those footsteps in his bones. He tries to shape his mouth into a smile, but it emerges as a fragil…