The Return to ATLAS CORP. DERRICK The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of the ATLAS CORP building, casting a warm glow over the polished floors. I adjusted my tie nervously as I stood outside the Director’s office, my heart pounding in my chest. It had been weeks since I last stepped foot in this building, and the weight of anticipation was almost unbearable. Today was the day I had been praying for, the day I would reclaim my place at the company that had given me purpose since I got employed. I knocked gently on the door, and a familiar voice called out, “Come in.” Pushing the door open, I was greeted by the sight of the Director, seated behind his large mahogany desk, his eyes focused on the computer screen in front of him. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile spreading across his face. “Good morning, Mr. Derrick. How have you been?” he greeted, standing up and stretching his hand toward me for a firm handshake. “I’m doing just great, sir,” I replied, retu
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