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... investor dinner was even supposed to be a mere formality, just a handshake meeting between power brokers held in the glass-walled rooftop lounge of the Altair Hotel. The exact kind of place where deals got signed with a toast and a threat within the same breath.
He sat at the head of the table with his jacket off and sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
The faint hum of the city below was against his silence as three men argued about market shares and defense contracts.
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