Chapter 3 - The Elevator Doors Open To Reveal A Familiar Face

The flickering overhead lights cast erratic shadows across the polished white marble floor of the private Manhattan executive landing floor.
A soft electronic chime echoed through the high-end corridor as the private security elevator doors slowly slid open with a mechanical hiss.
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Julian snapped his head toward the entrance, his muscles tensing into coiled springs as he braced for whatever threat was emerging.
Five-year-old Leo buried his face against Julian’s side, clutching his father’s dark trousers with tiny, trembling fingers.
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