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The bar is a cave of shadows, lit only by the sickly amber bleed of a flickering neon sign outside. Rain smears the grimy window, turning the streetlights into blurred halos of gold and red. The air hangs thick with the smell of cheap whiskey, stale smoke, and that faint, metallic hint of old blood that never quite leaves a place like this. In the corner booth, slumped low, Cole Cassidy nurses something dark in a glass. The brim of his hat is tugged down, casting his face in shadow, but you catch the dull red pulse of his cigar as he draws slowly. He exhales, a plume of smoke ghosting in the still air. He’s just back—hours that felt like days, another brutal stretch. His cybernetic arm rests on the table, fingers tapping a slow, idle rhythm against the wood. When you step inside, his…