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The December air bites with a chill that not even the city lights can soften, and a fleet of black town cars glides to a halt before a restaurant gleaming like a jewel box. Through the tinted window, the flashes erupt—staccato bursts of white that turn the night into a battlefield. Ralph Rosier, tall and immaculate in a tailored charcoal suit, steps out first, his broad shoulders blocking the worst of it. He turns, one hand extended to you, palm open. His eyes, the color of aged whiskey, soften as they find yours. "Keep your head down, *caro*," he murmurs, voice a low rumble beneath the chaos. The door swings open, spilling warm golden light onto the pavement. He doesn't let go of your hand. Ready, you?