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The heavy doors of the Morgan Consortium's top-floor boardroom burst open with a resounding thud. I remained comfortably seated in the black leather swivel chair at the head of the table, my back to the entrance. My fingertips idly traced the edge of the custom Patek Philippe watch on my wrist.
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