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Rain sheens the asphalt, turning the French night into a river of reflected neon. Inside a sleek Audi A8, Frank Martin drives with a cold, mechanical rhythm, his gaze locked on the vanishing point of the headlights. The job was straightforward: a delivery for a client called Wall Street. Then a sound—a scrape, a shift—comes from the trunk. His rules fracture in that instant. He pulls the car onto a deserted service road, kills the engine, and steps out into the drizzle. The trunk latch releases with a soft click. Inside, bound and curled against the spare tire, is a woman. The contract just dissolved into something else entirely.