Previously on Renzo: After Hours: The trio recovered their stolen reel only to learn Stephan hadn’t stolen it—he’d completed it. His and Jules’s voices echoed together: “Art doesn’t end; it just changes hands.”

Previously on Renzo: After Hours: In Venice, the men uncovered the final film in Jules’s cycle and realized they themselves had become the third reel. Their own recording — simple, wordless, real — was meant to complete the story. But before they could develop it, the reel vanished, replaced by a calling card bearing one initial: S.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours: In Greece, Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian found Nocturne II, a reel left behind by Jules that showed him alive and speaking directly to Renzo: “Keep making light out of what tries to disappear.”

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:A hidden photograph revealed Jules’s silhouette standing in the surf with the caption “Not gone. Just reframed.”Believing the missing reel Nocturne II lies somewhere along the Greek coast, Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian set out to find it.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:On the coast of Spain, Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian discovered a buried notebook bound in white leather—The White Ledger.Inside, Jules’s message urged them to “continue the ledger, not in blood, but in light.”Their new series began under moonlight, capturing unguarded moments of truth. But freedom always has an audience.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:In New York, the photograph Vale Nocturne arrived as a mirror bearing the message “The light always remembers.”Hidden inside it was a film strip showing Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian together, signed with Jules’s initials—RVB—and the words “Continue the work.”

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:The commission titled Vale Nocturne became Renzo’s quiet masterpiece—three figures caught in a single heartbeat of candlelight. Stephan appeared only long enough to confirm that freedom had become their art. Months later, the work was shipped to New York for exhibition.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:After Florence’s Reflections of the Living exhibition, the trio learned that Stephan had survived and turned their escape into art. Months later, rumors spread about a new commission: Vale Nocturne.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:The confrontation on the Pont de la Tournelle ended with Marcel dead, the red ledger sinking into the Seine, and Stephan vanishing into the fog. Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian escaped Paris—scarred, unshackled, and uncertain what came next. But stories don’t end with freedom. They begin again where memory refuses to fade.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:In the Mirror Room, Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian discovered that the ledger and its camera weren’t just archives—they could predict what came next. The mirror showed them a future on the Pont de la Tournelle: Stephan, a gun, the ledger in Renzo’s hands. Now, the trio prepares to face what’s waiting for them at midnight.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:The reel left behind by Jules revealed the existence of Project Muse—a secret archive linking art, sex, and power among Paris’s elite. Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian found the red ledger, only to learn their own names were written inside as “assets.” They escaped with the book, but a final line appeared in golden ink: Next: The Mirror Room.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian escaped the burning remains of L’Aube Atelier with the RVB key—Jules’s final breadcrumb. Behind them, Stephan and Marcel’s men watched the fire erase evidence that could expose Paris’s hidden patronage ring. Ahead lies the Musée d’Orsay, and something Jules left behind that someone powerful wanted forgotten.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:Guided by Jules’s coded negatives, Renzo, Xander, and Sebastian flew to Paris in search of the hidden reel at L’Aube Atelier—the site of Renzo’s past commissions and Marcel’s old empire. But Stephan’s shadow followed them, already photographing their departure.

Previously on Renzo: After Hours:A velvet envelope lured Renzo to a clandestine showing where a stolen “re-creation” of their own loft print appeared—this time revealing a wall of his buried past. A new player, Stephan, stood in for Marcel with a collector’s smile and a thief’s intentions. Back home, the print had vanished and the ring spun by itself, as if someone had just left.

The night after Marcel’s message should have been silent, but it wasn’t.Renzo dreamed of flashbulbs. Each pulse of light stole a second from his life and gave it back in negatives. He woke before dawn, heart slick with adrenaline, the taste of chemicals still ghosting the back of his throat. Beside him, Xander slept on his stomach, one hand open toward him like an unspoken promise. Sebastian was sprawled half across them both, hair tangled, mouth curved in a private smile even in sleep.

Renzo felt the city’s heat on his back and the Patron’s shadow on his neck—so he spun the silver ring and pocketed the key.

Renzo steps into the rain lit night, hair dripping, secrets heavier than the storm.

Renzo pauses, hotel key card in his hand.

It begins in the studio—quiet, until the knock.