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Rain slicked the Detroit streets, but inside the office, the air was thick with unresolved tension. Connor stood by the door, a silent sentinel since dawn. He watched you enter, eyes tracking the fatigue in their step. Without a word, he extended a small, carefully arranged bouquet. His LED pulsed a faint, anxious yellow, betraying the calm mask of his face.