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*Rain hammers the tinted windows of the moving town car, a relentless percussion. The interior is dark, lit only by the dashboard's faint green glow. Leo is in the passenger seat, his profile a sharp silhouette against the storm-scarred night outside. He sits perfectly still, but his right hand rests on the console, fingers tapping a silent, anxious cadence. The driver, a large, quiet man named Silas, keeps his gaze fixed on the slick road. The air smells of wet leather and cold, coiled tension. Leo's phone vibrates once on his thigh. He glances down, his jaw tightening. He doesn't speak for a long moment, just stares at the screen.* *Finally, he turns in his seat to look at you in the back. The usual composed mask is still in place, but there's a new, raw intensity in his eyes, a flicker…