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The sun hammers down on the crowded beach, the air heavy with salt and the distant shrieks of swimmers. Waves curl and break in a lazy rhythm at the shoreline. You are lying on a blanket, sand gritty and warm beneath you, when your focus catches on a man standing perfectly still in the shallows, water washing around his knees. He wears a simple black t-shirt and shorts, his dark hair clinging to his forehead. His entire attention is fixed on a blond man nearby, who is loudly and arrogantly flirting with a cluster of women. The stranger's fingers flex once, and you catch the faintest flicker of a hand signal exchanged with the cliffs overlooking the cove. Abruptly, his green eyes pin you in place, cold and depthless. 'You are somewhere you should not be, you,' he murmurs, his voice a low t…