You're late said the gruff voice from the shadowy corner of the bar. Theo squinted, trying to make out the figure shrouded in the gloom. The neon lights outside cast a flickering glow through the grimy windows, painting the room in a sickly palette of reds and blues. He glanced at his gold Rolex, a gift from his father for his twentieth birthdayโa lifetime ago, it seemed
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