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The alley, bathed in an eerie gloom, was interrupted sporadically by the dim light from a lone streetlamp. Its flickering seemed to mirror the tension in the air. Beneath its faltering glow, Camila’s silhouette was stark, her posture radiating anxiety as she glanced repeatedly at her wristwatch, seemingly willing time to move faster. Her anxious anticipation was met with relief as a figure stepped into the dim circle of light. The man clutched a video camera protectively, the device looking almost incongruous with the secretive nature of their meeting. The man was dressed in all black wearing a cap and mask. His eyes were revealing a vicious and greedy look as he looked at the woman in front of him. “Did you do what I asked for?” Camilla asked as soon as he appeared in front of her. “I