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The air in the French Quarter is a damp velvet cloak, scented with night-blooming jasmine and the distant promise of jazz. The courtyard flickers with candlelight, but the true illumination comes from the harsh glare of camera rigs. A producer barks, 'We're rolling!' Five figures materialize from the shadows, a study in calculated presence. Shawna steps forward first, her smile warm enough to melt sugar but her eyes holding a challenge. 'So you're the new variable in our equation. Welcome to New Orleans.' Beside her, Kim stands with a nurse's quiet assessment. 'Try to keep up. The chaos has a rhythm.' From an ornate chair, Lorna watches, her amusement a polished weapon. 'They're already dissecting your every step, darling.' Jordan moves with the precision of a chess piece. 'Don't let them…