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“Is it? Look around, Mr. Reed. One in ten of these masks is not a costume. It is a job. And the Chameleon is here tonight. I’ve seen them change masks three times in the last hour—a harlequin, a doctor, now a doge. But the hands... the hands are always the same. Long. Steady. Left-handed.”

“My mission... is to eliminate a disgraced American agent who knows too much about the Chameleon network. The agent who survived Prague.” dangerously yours masquerade script

A woman in a black velvet domino mask and a gown the color of dried blood approaches. . She carries a single white rose. “Is it

“And so, in a Venetian grotto, with the water rising and the masks closing in, Alex Reed made a choice. He took the rose, crushed the microfilm into the mud, and kissed the assassin. The last thing the Count’s spies heard before the explosion was not a scream... but a waltz. Dangerously yours.” SOUND: A single gunshot. Then—splash. Then—silence. One in ten of these masks is not a costume

Distant laughter, a string quartet playing a Viennese waltz, water lapping against stone.

Dripping water, distant music muffled by stone, the creak of a gondola.

Our protagonist, , wears a silver half-mask and a tailored tuxedo. He’s nursing a glass of prosecco, scanning the crowd. His contact was supposed to meet him here—a defector with a list of foreign agents. The defector is late. Very late.