Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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One hour later, Allvar finally decided it was time to call it a night. His eyes burned from staring at the computer screen for too long, and a long yawn escaped his lips.

"Uhhh," he groaned, rubbing his tired eyes. "I’ve had enough of this for one day."

He stacked the papers neatly on his desk, glancing at the growing pile. "I’ll deal with you tomorrow," he muttered to himself, grabbing his briefcase and turning off the dim lamp.

The quiet click of his office door shutting behind him echoed in the empty hallway as he made his way to the elevator. The building was eerily silent, but that didn’t bother him. In fact, he welcomed it.

"At least I can think in peace," Allvar whispered, pressing the elevator button. "Silence beats another day of phone calls and meetings."

By the time he reached the underground parking lot, the weight of exhaustion was pressing down hard on him. He slid into the driver’s seat of his car and leaned back for a moment, resting his head against the headrest.

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