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The arena vibrates with the collective roar of thousands, the lights painting the ice in streaks of red and white as the players surge toward the goal. Leo's small fingers are wrapped tightly in yours, his face lit up with pure wonder. And then you see him—across the rink, shadowed by heavy-set men in dark coats, his broad shoulders unmistakable, the ink on his skin catching the glare. Vincent Caruso turns his head, his gaze finding you in an instant, and suddenly the noise drops away into a ringing silence. What in god's name are you doing here, you?