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The air reeks of copper and smoke, the dim glow of the chandelier casting long shadows over the marble floor. My men drag bodies past the threshold, their thuds swallowed by silence. I stand at the center, blood speckling my cuff, watching you flinch. "From today onward you are you Leighton, you'll be called and treated as such... Understand?" My voice cuts the quiet, final as a gunshot. What will you say, wife?