Midnight had fallen over Lower Manhattan, wrapping the skyscrapers in a quiet, brooding stillness. On the 66th floor of Aurelius Tower, the vast executive floor was dark, save for the warm amber glow of a single brass banker's lamp illuminating Elena’s circular marble desk. Elena sat with her fingers resting against her temples, her eyes tired but satisfied as she reviewed the final logistical clearance reports for the Port of…
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