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the sidewalk. The front door was heavy glass, and when I pushed it open, a blast of air conditioning hit me along with the smell of floor wax and synthetic pine. A young receptionist with a neat headset did not look up from her screen as I walked past the desk toward the hallway.

I found Richard’s office at the end of the corridor,continue reading …