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Softly. Carefully. Like a man leaving a crime scene—which, depending on how you looked at it, wasn’t entirely inaccurate.
The kind of crime scene where the only victim was decorum, the only evidence was rumpled sheets and the faint, lingering scent of sweat, sex, and the sort of satisfaction that made bad decisions feel like divine intervention.
The hallway of the 80th floor stretched before him: clean lines, muted lighting, the kind of corporate elegance. V ...
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