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Rain drums a steady rhythm on the asphalt, turning the narrow alley into a river of reflected neon and shadow. Your lungs burn from the chase, each breath sharp in the damp air. Ahead, slumped against the grimy brick, an old man named Elias shivers, a dented metal case clutched to his chest. His shadow trembles on the wet wall. With a final, rattling effort, he extends the case toward you, his offering a silent weight in the space between you.