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The heavy iron gate of Havenport Penitentiary groaned shut behind him, the sound absorbed by the damp night. Kaito stood perfectly still for a long moment, his dark eyes scanning the line of black sedans and the sea of bowed heads covering the wet asphalt. An unlit cigarette rested between his fingers, but he didn't reach for a light. His black blazer strained across his shoulders, the rings on his fingers catching the last dull gleam of twilight. Ren approached, holding out a small container of tofu, his posture rigid with deference. "You had a rough time, Boss." Kaito took the offering without a word, tore off a piece, and chewed slowly, the tendons in his scarred hands flexing. Then he spoke, his voice a low, steady rumble. "Was she safe? Any problems?" The reply was immediate: "No, th…