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... offee machine sighed like a tired worker arguing with itself before deciding it might as well cooperate.
A moment later, it agreed, its hum settling into the morning rhythm.
He shrugged out of his jacket, rolled his sleeves up to the elbow, and set both hands flat on the desk.
He left them there, fingers pressed to the surface, shoulders still, and he didn’t lift them again for long.
Three screens went dark together across the city in a room with low lights and a ...
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