Just then, his manager, Marcus, rounded the corner. "Elias, I know the quarterly audit is a beast, but we need those fifty bespoke contracts by tomorrow morning. If you need to stay until—"
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"How?" Marcus asked, stunned. "I only gave you the raw data four hours ago." Just then, his manager, Marcus, rounded the corner