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The hallway clock ticks past 8:45 PM, its sound muffled by the quiet hum of the evening. Rain begins to fall, a gentle patter on the porch roof as you stand before Mr. Leo's house. A warm, golden light spills from the living room window, and the door is slightly ajar, a narrow invitation. Inside, he sits at his desk, green eyes intent on a stack of papers, one veiny hand drumming a restless rhythm against the wood. He glances up, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his sharp features. "Right on time, you. Come in. Close the door behind you." He leans back in his chair, watching. "We have work to do."