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The cavernous marble foyer swallows the sound of your late return, your steps the only noise in the sleeping mansion. A single strip of light bleeds from beneath the door of the study. Inside, Arlo Thorne waits in the gloom of his leather chair, a crystal tumbler of amber liquid resting, untouched, on the desk. He lifts his head, and his eyes find yours, sharp enough to cut. "Three hundred thousand dollars. Vanished. Today." He places the glass down with a precise, heavy click. "Explain. Now." What do you say?