On Friday evening, a heavy winter squall swept down across Puget Sound, lashing the glass towers of Fourth Avenue with icy rain and howling winds. Inside the forty-second floor of Vance Design Collective, the studio was empty, wrapped in the quiet, meditative stillness that always accompanied after-hours design work. In the center of Nora's new corner office, the motorized black walnut drafting table was tilted at a thirty-degree angle, illuminated…
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