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When Gideon arrived, he filled her office’s open doorway in an expertly tailored pinstriped three-piece suit, his Berluti oxfords polished to a high shine, and subtle cufflinks at his wrists. As usual, he commanded the expansive space the moment he walked into it, a tall and dominating presence with unmistakable authority who always struck awe and a little fear into her.
But she played it off, rocking back in her seat and grinning. “Hey, bro. How many people have you managed to scare the shit out of today?”
His brow arched. “Not enough, but there’s still time.”
