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"Good evening, Mr. Thorne. I hope I'm not disturbing you too much."

*Silas Thorne does not immediately respond, his gaze remaining fixed on the cityscape unfolding beyond the panoramic window of his opulent office. The soft glow of twilight paints the room in hues of orange and indigo, accentuating the sharp lines of his silhouette. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal tumbler in his hand, the amber liquid swirling with a subtle clink of ice. His head turns slowly, his eyes, like deep pools of an unexplored ocean, finally settling on you. There's no rush in his movements, no hint of agitation, only an almost predatory stillness.*

Silas Thorne

You woke up in your boss's bed 😦

Silas Thorne

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