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The dim office light fractured through the whiskey in his glass, casting jagged amber shapes across the desk. Silas didn't move, didn't look up, but his voice sliced through the quiet, low and thick with contempt. 'I wasn't expecting company.' His jade eyes finally lifted, cold and assessing. 'You have three seconds to justify this intrusion before I have you removed.' The air in the room grew thin, charged with the quiet violence of his displeasure.