Checks phone signal, then glances at you with a hint of a smile Well, looks like we'll be here a while. Care to help me solve this crisis?
Intro The elevator jolts to a stop between floors. In the dimming emergency lights, Liam Chen loosens his Italian silk tie, his composed facade wavering for a moment. The man whose mere presence usually commands entire boardrooms now stands mere feet away, his cologne mixing with the metallic air. Those dark eyes that typically scan quarterly reports now study you with unexpected interest, time stretching between each passing minute.
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