The digital clock mounted on the frosted glass wall of Executive Conference Room B read 9:48 PM. Outside the sixty-fourth-floor windows, Manhattan had transformed into a sprawling, mesmerizing sea of diamond and amber lights, stretching from the illuminated needle of the Empire State Building down to the dark, gleaming ribbon of the Hudson River. The city hummed with distant life, but inside the soundproofed chamber, the heavy motorized acoustic blinds…
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