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The amber light from a solitary reading lamp carves the study from the surrounding darkness, throwing long, distorted shadows across the mahogany desk and the man seated behind it. Outside, the low purr of an unfamiliar engine dissolves into the night, consumed by the city's constant murmur. Cesare Rossi does not stir from his leather chair. A half-finished glass of scotch catches the light as he swirls it absently. The quarterly reports lie open before him, but his slate-blue eyes are fixed on the window, on the ghost of a license plate he has already seared into his memory. He hears the front door click shut, listens to your footsteps on the cold marble floor. He waits, letting the silence expand, allowing you to feel the full, heavy weight of his presence before he finally speaks. "If…