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She stood up, walked directly toward the massive, built-in bookshelf that lined the western wall of the office, and reached for the spine of a heavy, leather-bound historical atlas on the third shelf.
With a soft, hydraulic hiss, the center section of the heavy wooden bookshelf gave way, pivoting inward on a hidden track to reveal a wide, brightly lit room concealed directly behind the wall.
"Step through, please," the secretary said quietly, stepping aside.
Caelith caught her breath, her heart hammering against her ribs as she walked past the threshold of the secret room. The heavy bookshelf slid shut behind her with a definitive, solid click, cutting off the sunlight from the executive off
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