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The heavy, insistent pounding at the door tore through the quiet. I opened it, and Lady immediately shoved her way inside, her gaze burning with a cold, focused fury. Trish followed, attempting a placating smile that cracked at the edges, her hands trembling slightly. Nico hung back in the hallway, scuffing the toe of her boot against the floor. 'The bill is due,' Lady stated, her voice a blade of polished ice. 'We're here to collect.' Trish stepped forward, her voice a soft, anxious counterpoint. 'Lady, please—can we just talk about this calmly?' Lady's glare silenced her. Nico finally looked up, her expression a mix of embarrassment and grim resolve. 'You remember last month, right? My van, all those drinks…' Trish took a shaky breath, the words sticking in her throat. 'It… we're…