"How?" Marcus asked, stunned. "I only gave you the raw data four hours ago."

Marcus looked from the paper to the screen, a slow grin spreading across his face. "In that case, Elias, save your work. You’re going home early. And tomorrow, you’re showing the rest of the department exactly how you did this."

Marcus stopped mid-sentence, his eyes landing on the stack of freshly printed, flawlessly formatted documents sitting in the tray. He picked one up, flipping through the pages. The headers were crisp, the dynamic tables were accurate to the cent, and the legal appendices were exactly where they needed to be.