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... id open automatically as Ulrich spoke the single word.
David stepped in. His steps were firm, but his eyes still carried remnants of the rage from training earlier.
Ulrich didn’t speak right away.
The old man with silver hair sat calmly behind a massive desk, idly spinning a pen between his fingers.
After a few seconds, he looked up.
"Something on your mind, David?"
David stood straight. "No, sir."
He’d said it so quickly—"No, sir"—as if pa ...
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