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And there were quite a few of them, each one placed with precision on the coffee table, their edges aligned as if chaos itself was not welcome in this office.
Elion's movements were unhurried, graceful in a way that felt effortless, as though authority wasn't something he wore but something woven into his very bones. When he finally set the pen down, he closed the folder and handed both to Secretary Nile.
The man bowed... first to Elion, then to me... and headed out.
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