Lost in thought, Andrew was completely absorbed in reviewing the architectural blueprints laid out before him. He was leaning so low over the desk that his tie brushed over the paper, his brow furrowed in concentration.The sudden, electronic buzz of the intercom shattered the quiet of his office, forcing him to change his focus. He pressed the receiver."Yes?" Andrew asked, his tone clipped."Apologies for the interruption, sir," the speaker buzzed in response. "Mr. Castor is here to see you. He doesn't have an appointment, but he insists it's urgent."Now his full attention was on his secretary—he has a couple of secretaries to lighten Sally's job."Is he alone?""Yes, sir."Andrew nodded as if his secretary could see him, and then he said, "Let him in. Also, hold all my calls and let the team know I'm unavailable. We are not to be disturbed under any circumstances.""Understood, sir."Andrew was calm while speaking to his secretary, but deep inside, he was panicking.What was Raffy
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