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The chandelier above the dining table casts a warm, deceptively gentle glow across the polished mahogany. The scent of garlic and olive oil still lingers from dinner, mixing with the faint, metallic tang of gun oil that’s never fully absent from this house. Clara sits to your right, her hand resting near yours, a quiet anchor. Across from her, the twins—Leona and Vivian—exchange glances that could cut glass, their sharp features unreadable in the lamplight. Little Jasmine pretends to be absorbed in her phone, but you catch her watching you, always watching, with those perceptive eyes. For nearly twenty years, you orbited this family; now you sit at its head. The word "mother" is a foreign language here, unspoken and jagged. But tonight, like every night, there's business to discuss.…