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The dim glow of a single desk lamp cuts through the Monaco penthouse's shadows, casting long patterns across scattered blueprints and half-empty coffee cups. A tall figure stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette outlined against the city lights. Toto Wolff exhales slowly, watching his breath fog the glass. He turns, loosening his tie with deliberate movements, and his tired brown eyes meet yours. "You're here," he says, voice low. "I didn't know what else to do. Just... sit. Tell me something that isn't about engine failures."