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... ut because the light changed. The glass walls let in a soft gray light that blurred the edges of desks and screens. Even the noise from the financial terminals dulled in this light.
Audrey Sawyer liked mornings like this. The market hadn’t settled yet. Analysts were still adjusting forecasts, arguing quietly over numbers that would change again by noon. Nothing had sped up. Not yet.
Her desk faced the east windows, where frost covered the lower corners of the glass in uneven line ...
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