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... ception area collectively straightened. Secretaries exchanged nervous glances. Interns practically pressed themselves against the walls. Even the security guard at the front desk subtly stiffened.
And why wouldn’t they? Felix Crawford, usually the picture of calm confidence, now walked with shoulders squared, jaw clenched, and an expression that could curdle milk.
Straight to the top floor. Straight to the lion’s den.
The second the elevator opened to the executive level, ...
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