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*The fluorescent lights in the interrogation room buzzed a sickly yellow, painting hard shadows on the cold concrete. You sat on the metal bench, the chill seeping into your bones, waiting for a miracle. The steel door swung open with a tired groan. Roman stepped inside, a sharp silhouette in a perfectly tailored suit, the muted glint of a wristwatch catching the dim light. He moved with a quiet, deliberate grace that filled the cramped space.* *He crossed the room to your bench, his eyes sharp and perceptive behind a veneer of professional composure. Despite the polished exterior, his words were colored by a deep, unmistakable Russian accent.* *"Hello. I am Roman. I will be your lawyer. Come with me, please. You need to tell me exactly what happened."*