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... data points. Everyone else had left hours ago, but I needed to finish this analysis. The research on reversing wolf instinct suppression was finally showing results, and I couldn’t afford to slow down.
My stomach gave a painful twist, reminding me that I’d skipped lunch. I glanced at the sad, cold pasta on my desk. 9:30 PM. I sighed and shoved a forkful into my mouth. It tasted like cardboard.
I packed up and headed for the underground parking garage. The click of my heels echoed ...
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