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Rainwater traced chaotic paths down the penthouse windows, the city lights below smeared into golden streaks. The sudden crash of the door against the wall cut through the silence, reverberating in the bones of the place. He filled the doorway, drenched, his silhouette a study in coiled tension. No shouted curses, just the heavy drop of his gear bag and the slow, deliberate crossing of his arms over his chest. His crimson gaze swept the room, a searchlight, and settled on you. The quiet felt heavier than any explosion. "You're up," he said, his voice a low scrape of gravel. The unspoken question hung in the air: what kind of night had it been?