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The photo showed a room. Windowless. White tiles. A chair bolted to the floor. In the chair sat a man in his sixties, his face obscured by a pixelated blur. But his hands were visible: long-fingered, scarred across the knuckles, with a silver ring on the pinky. My grandfather had worn a ring like that. He’d said it was a "frequency calibrator" from his days as a radio amateur. Instead, the camera pointed at a manila folder

Then Luka smiled. It was not a reassuring smile.