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... vincibility.
The outer reception area was usually a place of hushed voices and soft classical music. Today, it felt like a crime scene.
Three men in dark, off-the-rack suits were standing near the elevators. They had the thick necks and watchful eyes of federal investigators—former cops who had traded their beat for white-collar crime.
But they weren’t the threat. The threat was the woman standing by Sarah’s desk, calmly examining a piece of modern art on the wall.
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