Jane's heart raced as she stood there, her gaze shifting between the two men in the room. The atmosphere felt charged, an unspoken tension hung in the air, and she found herself momentarily lost for words. She cleared her throat, gathering her composure, and met the gaze of the man who had asked the question."I... I'm sorry for interrupting," she began, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness. "Margaret told me to come here. I have a note from her."She held out the piece of paper she had received, noticing that both men exchanged a quick, almost imperceptible glance before focusing their attention back on her. The man who had offered her the job took the note and glanced at it briefly, his face betraying no emotion."Please, have a seat," he gestured to the chair in front of his desk. Jane hesitated for a moment before complying, her eyes never leaving his face. The other man, who was seated to the side, leaned back in his chair, studying her with an intensity that sent a shiver do
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