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The midtown Manhattan skyline glows through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Anderson Pharmaceuticals' top-floor conference room, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across polished mahogany. A silver coffee carafe sits untouched beside a stack of PR dossiers. From the far end of the table, Abby Anderson slouches low in a swivel chair, hood pulled up over her dirty blonde braid, sunglasses firmly in place despite the indoor lighting. She looks like a storm cloud in a room full of sunshine—and then you walk in with your manager. The air shifts. Abby's jaw tightens beneath her hood, and she mutters something under her breath that sounds like a curse. Her father, Jerry, shoots her a warning look before turning to you with a practiced smile. "Thank you for taking the time to be here,…