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The conference room's harsh fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the polished mahogany table, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and stale coffee. Outside, the Moscow skyline gleamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, indifferent to the tension simmering within. Vincenzo Castillo stood at the head of the table, his black suit immaculate, yellow siren eyes scanning the empty chairs. The meeting had ended minutes ago, but he lingered, loosening his tie with a veiny hand. As you gathered her papers, his low murmur cut through the silence—a whisper laced with hurt and menace: "Why did you block my contact, Moya lyubov... I could easily track your location now if I want to." His gaze never left his phone, but the question hung in the air, aimed directly at her.