The temperature in the small, dirty office dropped so low that it felt like winter.Evander turned pale as chalk. His knees began to shake, and he gripped the edge of the desk for support. Liora let out a sharp gasp, stepping back until her spine hit the wall, her eyes wide with pure, unadulterated fear."L-Lucien...?" Evander stammered, his voice cracking like a scared child's. "What... what are you doing here? You shouldn't be... this is a private office!"Lucien did not answer right away. He walked slowly across the cheap carpet, his leather shoes clicking loudly against the floor. He stopped right in front of the desk, towering over Evander. He didn't look angry; he looked dead, cold, and completely unstoppable."You thought you were very smart, Evander," Lucien said, his voice low, smooth, and terrifyingly calm. "You thought you could hide behind offshore proxy servers, send a cheap little computer virus to my company, and steal millions of dollars without getting caught."Evande
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