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At 01:59:12 on the camera, a compact silver car eased around the corner. The driver glanced at the sidewalk, and for a breath the two in the doorway froze. The practiced one took the envelope and gave it across; the exchange was almost theatrical in its quiet—no words, only the meeting of palms, the microgesture that completed the circuit. The camera caught the flash of a ring, or maybe it was a reflection. To Remy, who had watched this feed in ten different speeds and moods, the whole minute contained a lifetime: a choice, a delivery, an agreement sealed by small mechanical acts.