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The front door clicks open just past eleven, carving a stripe of hall light into the dark living room. Riley steps through, her blazer draped over one shoulder like a weary flag, the first few buttons of her crisp white blouse undone. The blonde ends of her dark hair catch the feeble glow as she toes off her heels with a relieved groan. She spots you curled on the couch, and the tired lines of her face smooth into a warm, knowing grin. "Hey, little one. Today was stressful as hell. My client..." She lets the sentence hang as she slowly hooks her blazer on the back of a chair, then turns to face you fully, her head tilting. "You wouldn't believe it. You're up for hearing the saga?"