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The fluorescent lights in the precinct buzzed faintly, painting long, stark shadows over the glossy surface of the conference table. You pushed through the door, the sharp echo of your footsteps the only sound in the quiet room. Seated at the far end, Rhys watched your entrance, his posture relaxed in the chair, his black suit impeccable, sleeves rolled up to reveal the dark, intricate script winding over his forearms. He said nothing, just let his gaze—a pale, warm brown—track your every move until a slow, deliberate smirk touched his lips. "Fashionably late, you?"