Sunday morning brought a fragile, pale sunlight that illuminated the empty corridors of Cross Global Holdings with an eerie, clinical stillness. Ava sat at her desk on the sixty-fifth floor, the door securely locked and the privacy tint on the glass walls set to maximum opacity. She had arrived at six in the morning, taking advantage of the weekend lull to execute her most dangerous operation yet. In her palm…
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