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Shia looked up from his monitor, rubbed his eyes, and stared down the dark hallway toward the CFO’s office. He was certain a sound had come from behind the closed door. It was a heavy thump, like someone had dropped a towing ball. There shouldn’t be anyone else here at this hour, Shia thought to himself as he looked at his watch. The only illumination came from Shia’s computer monitor. His office was on the thirtieth floor, far too high to get more than a faint glow from the street lights below. Shia slowly stood up before reaching down to turn off the computer screen, hoping to hide in the darkness. He considered turning on his phone’s flashlight, but his thoughts were cut short by a loud crash followed by the unmistakable ticking of shattered glass. Shia froe, as if he were caught by the gaze of medusa. The initial