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Dante didn’t so much as flinch. He took a slow sip of black tea, watching over the rim of his cup as Mock skidded to a halt in front of his desk.
"Easy, Mock," he said calmly. "How many times do I have to tell you? No need to rush. Just breathe and tell me what’s going on."
"Boss..."
Mock rubbed the back of his head. ’The boss seems way too calm today,’ he thought. His eyes darted around the office. ’And Robin isn’t in her usual spot, either.’
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