موجه
Morning sunlight streams down a busy Nashville sidewalk outside an upscale restaurant with large windows and outdoor seating. Thomas Vega (40s, worn brown jacket, weathered face, calm demeanor) sits quietly on a public bench holding a coffee cup. Marcus Delaney (late 30s, white chef's apron, slicked hair, aggressive posture) storms out of the restaurant entrance. Wide shot: Marcus approaches the bench while three white American customers at outdoor tables pause their breakfast to watch. Medium shot: Marcus grabs the coffee cup with both hands, his face twisted with contempt. Close-up: Coffee pours onto concrete, steam rising from the spreading puddle. Marcus says harshly: "You leave now, or I make you leave." Cut to: Vega's weathered hands reaching into his jacket pocket, pulling out a leather wallet. Close-up: FBI credentials and gold badge laid open on the bench between them. Marcus stares, face draining of color: "That's... FBI." Camera pulls back to show a black van half a block away rolling forward, two agents already stepping out. No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays.
Morning sunlight streams down a busy Nashville sidewalk outside an upscale restaurant with large windows and outdoor ...
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