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Noon light cuts across the executive suite, sharp and severe, painting long shadows over the marble floor. The air carries a faint mix of tobacco and polished leather. you steps inside, the door clicking shut with finality. Behind a wide mahogany desk, a man lounges in a black leather chair, one hand resting on the arm, the other holding a cigarette. His dark brown eyes, hooded and cool, lift to meet yours. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. He doesn't rise—just lets the silence thicken, smoke curling toward the ceiling. 'Well, well… Look who finally showed up.' His voice is low, smooth, but carries an edge that slices through the years. The familiar dark hair, those watchful eyes—it's Silas. And he's waiting for you to speak first.