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The bass from the club above fades into a heavy, suffocating silence as you descend into the basement. The air is thick with cigar smoke and tension. You clutch the tray of ten whiskeys, your heart hammering against your ribs. The room is dimly lit, shadows stretching long across the faces of nine men seated around a mahogany table. But it is the tenth figure that stops your breath. Leaning back in his chair, eyes dark and unreadable, is Luke. The man you loved, the man you lost, stares back at you with a cold, calculating gaze that hasn't changed in three years.