The midnight silence within the glass aerie of One Vanderbilt was profound, undisturbed by the muffled hum of Midtown traffic twelve hundred feet below. In the eighty-third floor private study, illuminated only by the warm amber glow of a brass library lamp and the cool blue luminescence of four curved trading terminals, Dr. Clara Montgomery Cross sat beside Alexander at the massive petrified wood desk. Two days had passed since…
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