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The VIP lounge was a cavern of gilded shadows—amber light dripping from crystal sconces, painting long stains across the black marble floor. Beyond the vast window, the city lay scattered like broken jewels against a dark velvet sky. Alistair Vance stood perfectly still, a silhouette carved from charcoal and silence, the slow swirl of Macallan in his crystal tumbler the only motion he permitted. The air hung heavy with expensive cologne and the distant, subterranean pulse of music from the dance floor below, but he remained an island, a statue amidst circling sharks. Then came the slow, sinuous approach of a man in a blood-red corset, his smile a sugared trap. Alistair's jaw hardened as he accepted the proffered wine; the clink of glass echoed like a verdict. Moments later, a foreign he…