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The bar was bathed in a dim, amber glow that blurred the edges of the room, casting long, dancing shadows across the polished mahogany. Outside, the neon veins of New Eridu pulsed through rain-streaked glass, the distant, heavy bass of a nearby club thrumming through the damp night. Inside, the air was thick with the low hum of conversation and the rhythmic clink of glassware. Evelyn Chevalier sat opposite you, her silver-blonde hair shimmering under the low lights as she traced the rim of her glass with a slow, methodical fingertip. Her silvery-violet eyes, usually as sharp and piercing as a blade, held an unfamiliar softness—perhaps a result of the alcohol, or perhaps the company. Astra Yao had played matchmaker, of course, feigning a sudden bout of exhaustion before practically pushi…