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... the door to his personal cabin.
A huge room stretched out, taking up almost an entire level just for one person. Right in the middle sat a lengthy walnut desk, its surface gleaming softly under light spilling down from a hanging chandelier. Backing the workspace, shelves ran wall to wall, stacked with old leather books, stacks of business papers, plus some odd antiques handed down by his grandfather - who claimed they added depth, whatever that meant
Beneath him, a Persian rug m ...
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