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Avery's POV

Avery, seated at his desk in the spacious corner office, stared at the documents before him. The weight of recent events pressed upon him like an invisible burden, a puzzle whose pieces refused to align. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was amiss, a dissonance between the calm facade of the corporate world and the shadows that lurked within.

His mind drifted back to the incident that had left him with memory gaps. The unanswered questions, the uncertainty surrounding his relationships, all seemed to swirl in a chaotic dance of confusion. As he pondered, he couldn't help but wonder if the roots of his current predicament lay deeper than mere happenstance.

The threats he had received, the subtle undertones of danger that whispered through the corridors of West Tech, played like a haunting melody in Avery's thoughts. He had chosen to believe in second chances, to extend trust where others might have recoiled. Little did he know that within the carefully c