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... Trevor’s taste—glass walls, steel trim, and polished floors that echoed too much when people shifted in their chairs. But it served its purpose. It kept the right people aware they were being watched.
Trevor sat at the head of the table, his suit perfectly in place, his tablet open in front of him, and one elegant shoe crossed over the other beneath his seat. He wasn’t lounging. He looked like he might be, but his stillness had weight to it. Every man in the room knew the difference.
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