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... the polished wooden desk. His golden eyes flickered with frustration as he stared at the piles of research papers scattered before him. His normally pristine workspace looked as chaotic as his thoughts.
Ethan’s condition was deteriorating. Time was running out.
He pushed up his glasses and took a deep breath before picking up his phone. His hands were steady, but his heart pounded.
"Isaac," he said, voice clipped.
On the other end, Isaac scoffed. ...
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