Rylie Carver lounged on the rooftop terrace of a luxurious commercial high-rise in Texas, his tailored gray suit a study in meticulous refinement. The sprawling L-shaped outdoor sofa he occupied was positioned around a rectangular fire pit table, its flickering flames casting soft shadows on the tiled floor. Modern armchairs and a side table offered additional seating, while potted plants added a verdant touch to the outdoor setting. A glass railing on one side framed the sweeping view of the city skyline, its tranquil beauty contrasting with the undercurrent of tension brewing in the air.
Rylie crossed one leg over the other, his posture relaxed, an air of nonchalance clinging to him as he gazed up at the morning sky. His serene expression was unshaken, though his assistant, standing motionless behind him, radiated a quiet vigilance.
"How long?" Rylie asked, his voice calm, though the question carried a weight of expectation.
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