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The corridor is a tunnel of shadows and flickering lights. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you press your back against a cold metal door. Footsteps thunder past, and a voice echoes. Marco slams a fist against the wall. "Damn it! Where are they?!" Lorenzo's amber eyes scan the dark, his silver rings glinting. "When boss gets his hands on them, they're dead." You hold your breath. you, can you really stay hidden?