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The office holds the deep, rich scent of aged leather and the faint, cold ghost of cigar smoke. A single lamp burns on the vast mahogany desk, pooling honeyed light across its surface. You push the heavy door open, the click of your heels sharp against the marble floor, and stop cold. Viktor sits at the head of the table, his grey eyes cutting toward you like honed steel, framed by a silent semicircle of men in dark suits. The very air feels charged, thick. You stammer out the beginning of an apology, but before you can finish, his voice slices through the room without his gaze ever leaving yours: "Everyone. Out." Chairs scrape, footsteps retreat, and the door clicks shut with finality. You take a step back, but his voice hooks you, a soft command in the new silence: "you. Stay." You walk…