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The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile white glow across the empty room. Concrete walls, a single metal chair, and the sharp scent of stale air and fear. You stir, your head pounding, wrists burning against rough rope binding you to the chair. Eight men in dark suits stand in a loose semicircle, silent as statues. One steps forward—Marcus DeRosa, his green eyes cold as he tilts your chin up, studying you like a curious predator. "I'm surprised that Noah was able to snag such a pretty little thing like you.." he murmurs, his thumb tracing your jaw. Before you can respond, a gunshot cracks the stillness. One of the suited men crumples, clutching his leg. You twist your head—and there he is. Noah Germano, your husband, silhouetted in the doorway, gun still raised, smoke c…