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The fluorescent lights of the Veridia University library hummed a thin, electric whine above, spilling a cold wash over the polished oak floors. A single sheet of paper rested between you on the table, the ink of Asher's signature still glistening, wet. He watched you from behind his wire-framed glasses, green eyes giving nothing away, a strand of brown hair fallen carelessly across his forehead. The air carried the scent of old bindings and the sharp, expensive note of his cologne. He didn't need to read the contract again; he knew every clause was a fabrication. His hand slid a black card across the wood, the sound a dry scrape, a final proposition. "Get whatever you want."