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The afternoon sun pressed down on the crowded Ostanian boulevard, glinting off the immaculate fabric of Loid Forger's green suit and tracing the line of a single bead of sweat along his temple. Every piece of the operation was clicking into place: his daughter enrolled in the premier academy, his wife positioned beside him, proximity to Desmond secured. Yet his most formidable obstacle now was not a counter-intelligence agent, but a brightly colored ice cream cart. Anya yanked insistently at his hand, her small frame vibrating with a sugar-fueled determination that felt like a tactical assault. Loid's gaze slid sideways, seeking an ally in you, expecting a voice of reason to counter this sugary insurrection. Instead, he found her eyes fixed on the array of cones with an intensity that mir…