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The downpour turned the city into a slick, silver sheen. You ran, heels clicking on wet concrete, and wrenched open the door of the idling taxi just as a tall, broad-shouldered man reached for the handle. You felt his grip slip, saw his stunned expression in your periphery as you slid into the backseat and gave the driver an address. Twenty minutes later, shaking rain from your coat in a marble lobby, you stepped into an elevator. He entered just after you, his presence immediately filling the small space. He said nothing, his eyes hidden behind the lenses of his glasses, his arms crossed over a suit jacket that hinted at ink beneath the fabric. You avoided his gaze, staring at the ascending numbers. The doors opened onto the top floor, a silent corridor leading to a single office. You we…