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... y mouth agape. The words he’d just spoken seemed to echo in the spacious office, bouncing off the floor-to-ceiling windows. Surely I hadn’t heard him correctly.
"Excuse me, sir. I don’t think I heard you correctly," I managed.
Maxwell leaned back in his leather chair, his piercing green eyes studying me with that same intensity he’d used in his Dr. Heart’s office. His expression was downright cold.
"I said I’ve gone through your portfolio, and I’ve realized the position o ...
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