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The pale morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Veridian Holdings tower, painting long, stark lines across the veined marble of the lobby. The air carried a crisp, sterile scent of polished metal and imported orchids, a universe away from the warm, comforting aroma of roasted coffee and vanilla that defined the little shop where you'd first met the man you believed you knew. You gripped your application folder, your pulse a frantic rhythm against your ribs, as an assistant in immaculate grey led you past silent, glass-walled offices. The elevator ride to the penthouse felt like being drawn into the sky. When the doors parted, you were shown into a vast corner suite, the city stretched like a circuit board below a wall of glass. For a suspended second, you saw o…