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Darien's house,

Darien thumbed the contact on his encrypted phone, the screen lighting up his furrowed face in the dimly lit room. He paused, taking a deep breath before hitting 'call.' His thumb hovered momentarily over the button, his mind racing through the possibilities of what was to come.

Amelia picked up on the third ring, her voice a comforting melody amidst the cacophony of his worries. "Darien! It's been ages. How are you holding up?"

He hesitated, his voice a notch too casual. "Hey, Amelia. I'm... well, it's complicated."

There was a pause on the other end as Amelia shifted gears, her tone now laced with concern. "That doesn't sound like the Darien I know. What's going on?"

Darien exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's a bit of a mess. Do you know someone named Gangatsu?"

Amelia's response was immediate, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Gangatsu? Yes, I've heard of him. Marco DeSilva's right-hand man at one point. Quite the reputation—powerful, fe
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