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"Beecroft pushed back his chair and struggled to remove his corpulent frame from its clutches. He finally jumped to his feet, drawing himself up to his full five feet nine inches. "You will do no such thing. This is my post and I will--" "You will sit the fuck down, Ambassador!" Vance growled from a height advantage of almost six inches. Beecroft shrunk like a deflated balloon, dropping back into his chair."