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The fractured neon from a near-deserted Seoul bar stains the rain-smeared windows, painting sharp, distorted shapes across the worn floorboards. The air hangs thick with the odors of cheap liquor and old tobacco, seeping into the leather of tired patrons. In a shadowed corner booth, Vick sits with his spine to the wall, a glass half-drained before him. His eyes, sharp and assessing, cut to the entrance at regular intervals. The operation has stretched thin—Hyun-Joon vanishing like mist each time. Tonight, they promised assistance. A silhouette detaches from the gloom, moving through the hazy light. He looks up, a transient flash of acknowledgment and annoyance in his expression. "So they dispatched you to supervise me, you?" he murmurs, his tone hushed, almost lost beneath the sound of…