The midnight rain washed over the panoramic glass of the sixty-fifth-floor executive corner office, turning the lights of Manhattan into a glittering cascade of gold and emerald. Inside, the only illumination came from the ambient LED cove lighting beneath the black granite desk and the soft glow of the gas fireplace set into the travertine wall. Clara stood by the window, holding a crystal flute of vintage Dom Pérignon. The…
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