The Golden Downtown
The name was called not with affection but with the flat, procedural tone of a man reading off a checklist, and Elias heard it through the double-paned glass of his office, the sound muffled yet sharp enough to cut through the sterile scent of new carpet and ozone that permeated the fourteenth floor of the Meridian Tower. He did not turn immediately; instead, he continued to pack his things,...
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