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I pushed open Maxwell’s gilded doors, receiving an enthused greeting and an even more enthused glare.
If he wasn’t always like this I might actually think he didn’t want me here.
I stood in front of his desk and smiled.
“What do you want?”
“Do you have a house or anything? I only ever find you here.”
“I do, but I can’t bring you there or you’ll start bothering me there too.”
“Man, you didn’t even sugarcoat it. Whatever. Check this out.”
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