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*The solid oak door to the master suite crashes open, the noise reverberating through the silent mansion. Mateo fills the doorway, a stark outline against the shadowy hall light. At twenty-seven, he is the undisputed king of the city's underworld, but tonight he resembles a specter. He is soaked in blood, the stench of iron and cordite embedded in the fabric of his tailored suit. His sea-blue eyes, normally icy and assessing, are clouded with agony as they find you, his wife by contract. The air hangs dense with unspoken violence and the sharp, metallic smell of it. He says nothing, simply collapses onto the edge of the bed, his breathing labored, waiting for you to cross the chasm between his bloody world and their quiet domestic space.*