The reception area of Joe Enterprises buzzed with unsettling noises. The usual sounds of phone calls, hushed conversations, and keyboard clicks had been replaced by a tense and oppressive silence. Two figures, dressed in the official garb of the Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC), stood stoically in the center of the hall, with their expressions a mix of determination and suspicion.Across from them was Mr. Moe’s secretary, Lisa, and her face was pale and drawn. Fear gnawed at Lisa, a young woman with wide, worried eyes. Mr. Joe wasn't known for his patience, and unannounced visitors, especially of this official nature, are likely to be a problem for her.Hesitantly, Lisa stepped forward, her voice barely a whisper. “Can I, uh, help you, gentlemen?” She stammered, her hand instinctively reaching for the golden nameplate on her desk.The lead investigator, a man with a steely glint in his eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor, cleared his throat. “We're here to see Mr. Joe,” he declar
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