—Vincent stood still, his gaze lost in the airy void around him, the hum of the workplace fading into the background. He was supposed to be focused on his tasks, but instead, his mind drifted, wandering far from the responsibilities that lay before him. Just then, his eyes caught sight of a group of children playing nearby, their laughter brightening the dull atmosphere. A smile spread across his face, warmth replacing his earlier distraction. With an inviting gesture, he beckoned them over, his finger curling and waving in an exaggerated motion that seemed to encourage their curiosity. "Follow me..." he said, his voice animated as he prepared to lead them toward the backroom, a hidden part of the establishment brimming with secrets. Unbeknownst to the children and everyone around him, a glimmering knife rested in the back pocket of his pants, concealed beneath the fabric and the folds of his shirt. It was an unlikely accessory, one that had somehow escaped the notice of those nearby, even as Vincent led the children forward, completely unaware of the subtle tension that hung in the air.