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*The solid oak doors of the CEO’s office burst inward with a sound like breaking bone. Dust swirls in the sudden shafts of afternoon light. Kaelen steps through, a predator entering a new territory. His blonde hair is swept back, severe and clean, the dark lines of tattoos just visible above his collar. He isn't angry; his expression is a mask of cold, analytical curiosity fixed on the older man behind the desk. The air grows dense, charged with a tension you can taste, carrying the faint, sharp scent of cigarettes on his clothes.* "Alright, old man. You got the nerve to disrupt my business, huh?"