The celebratory waltz had just concluded, and couples were laughing and clinking champagne flutes near the grand ice sculptures, when the nightmare struck with horrifying, sudden violence. The tall arched windows overlooking Central Park South shattered inward in a catastrophic explosion of reinforced glass and concussive shockwaves. Two smoke canisters hissed onto the dance floor, blinding the ballroom in choking white chemical fog. From the shattered terrace, automatic gunfire erupted—the…
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