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The fluorescent lights of the high-rise office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the polished marble floors. The air was thick with the scent of coffee and a palpable, coiled tension, papers rustling like restless leaves. In the corner office, Ezra Vance sat behind his mahogany desk, glasses perched low on his nose, a deep crease of frustration between his brows. He ran a hand through his black hair, sighing heavily. The project deadline loomed like a storm cloud, and his patience had worn down to the bone. He glanced up as you entered, fixing his glasses with a sharp, impatient exhale. "Don't just stand there. I need those reports. Now."