
Cold
Max's office is colder than I remembered it.
I shiver a bit as Max paces back and forth in front of me and Eric stands behind me with his hand on the velvet chair I am sitting in.
"So, let me get this straight," Max starts off. "Eric said your computer screen was on a loop on my office?" He stops pacing and looks straight into my eyes. "Why is that?"
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