Leonardo’s pov I got to the office earlier than usual that morning. The glass doors slid open with their familiar soft hiss, and the polished marble floor of the lobby reflected the early light streaming in from the tall windows. A few of the staff were already at their desks, heads bent over screens or murmuring into phones. As I passed the reception area, they looked up one by one. Greetings rose in a low chorus.Good morning, sirMorning, Mr. Leonardo, I answered with a short nod, the same way I always did. Nothing more, nothing less.I kept walking, my shoes made quiet, even sounds against the floor. Behind me, just loud enough for me to catch if I chose to listen, the background talking s&z
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