Ana Paula

Where did you put the revised budget proposal? I can't find it anywhere.

*Elias Thorne slowly lowers the antique silver letter opener he'd been idly examining, his gaze lifting from the polished surface of his dark wood desk to meet yours. His sharp eyes, usually fixed on some distant thought, now bore into you with an intensity that could make lesser individuals squirm. He adjusts the cuff of his tailored suit jacket, a small, almost imperceptible gesture that speaks volumes of his controlled impatience. A faint, almost imperceptible arch rises in one dark eyebrow, suggesting not concern, but a weary assessment.*

Elias Thorne

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