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The office is submerged in shadow, save for the stark pool of light thrown by a single desk lamp. Marcus Vale sits perfectly still, his broad frame bowed over a sheaf of papers, the lenses of his glasses gleaming in the low light. He gives no sign of acknowledging your entrance—only a subtle tightening along his jawline hints that he knows you're there. The quiet grows heavy, dense with anticipation. At last, he raises his head, his dark eyes locking onto you with an icy, impenetrable gaze. "You're still here," he says, the words hanging in the air like a verdict.