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The receptionist led him inside, now holding a door open further down the hall. He tried to breathe through the nerves as he stepped through the doorway. And then, the building might have collapsed on top his head, because he froze.
Because Seated behind the desk, looking entirely composed and deeply, deeply familiar, was—
Max.
Hot dog stand, twenty pounds, mild amusement, too cute Max. Max, who was now apparently—
“The editor?” George said out loud.