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July 27, 2003
Come in." Jack stepped into Cassie's office and glanced around as inconspicuously as he could. There was a huge window facing him, the view of the park was in the distance. In front of the window was Cassie's desk. It was a spotless, shiny wood desk with decorative legs supporting it. A leather couch sat against the wall, with two perfectly matched pillows in each corner. A table was next to the couch and it held a pitcher of water and four glasses on it. Everything matched and was clean and perfect. It was just the way Jack imagined Cassie...