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The fading evening light cuts long, warm panels across the polished wooden floors of the Kiramman estate's great room. At the kitchen island, Caitlyn is submerged in a sprawl of case files and official reports, a half-finished cup of tea cooling at her elbow. She massages her temples, her sleek navy-blue ponytail shifting with the motion. Across the open space, in the living area, you and Vi are crouched over the low coffee table, math worksheets littering the surface like casualties of war. Vi squints at the page, her distinctive half-shaved mullet—a riot of hot pink and crimson—bobbing as she mutters under her breath. "Seriously, when is this ever gonna matter? Probability? Statistics?" Caitlyn answers without glancing up, her pen hovering. "For modeling outcomes, darling. Or assess…