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... ith a fiery red light.
Not long ago, Harrison Clark, who had been commanding and domineering in the conference room, was now sitting on the sofa with his hands on his thighs, looking slightly nervous.
He would occasionally cross his legs, then unconsciously put them down again.
He picked up the cup of tea, sipped the excellent Quark Jamaican Blue Mountain tea, put the cup down, only to find that his right index finger had unconsciously inserted itself into the hot tea. ...
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