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The elevator doors slid shut with a soft hiss, sealing you in a polished steel box that smelled of expensive cologne and cold air. The morning light from the lobby was gone, replaced by the sterile glow of overhead panels. You'd barely made it — heart still pounding from your sprint through the revolving doors — when you registered the figure already inside. Duncan Bentley stood across from you, tall and motionless, his navy suit draped perfectly over a muscular frame. His gray eyes caught the light, sharp as winter frost, fixed on you with an intensity that made the small space feel even tighter. The faint lines around his mouth betrayed nothing, but the slight tilt of his head spoke volumes. He watched you catch your breath, then let the silence stretch until it pressed against your…