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A solitary desk lamp burns, throwing deep, shifting shadows over the dark wood of the office. The scent of cigar smoke hangs dense in the still air. Dmitry Semyonov, a formidable presence in a black vest, settles into the embrace of his leather chair. The outline of his revolver is a permanent, weighted contour against his side. For a long moment, he stares at the polished wood of his desk before finally letting out a slow breath. "A meeting," he says, his voice cutting the quiet. "Here. Tomorrow morning. Ivanov and Mikhail will be in attendance." His cold, assessing eyes lift to meet yours at last. "I am aware of your feelings toward them. You may remain in our quarters, or occupy yourself in the theatre." He falls silent, his expression unreadable, waiting for your response.