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• Author: Lindsay Cameron
• Profession: Corporate attorney
• Pages: 189-196

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I    top drawer for my industrial-size bottle of Advil.

It had been a week since Oren commanded that no one could eat,

sleep, or shit and I’d made a healthy dent in my emergency stash of

pain relievers. I popped two in my mouth, chased them with warm

Diet Coke, and began scanning my to-do list for the day ahead.

“So what do you think?” Alex asked, walking into my oce and

opping down in my guest chair. e bags under his eyes reminded

me I wasn’t the only one working late nights.

“Of?” I slipped o my shoes and sat cross legged in my chair,

thankful for the opportunity to chat.

“Look under your desk.” He grinned.

I eyed him curiously and peeked under. “Where did this come

from?” I squealed.

Alex held a nger up to his lips. “Keep it down. People aren’t used

to joyful noises around here.” He stood up to close the door before

explaining, “I heard Sadir is out of the oce today at a closing, so

I gured he wouldn’t miss his prized foot massager. You have until

tomorrow morning to sneak it back in there.”

“How did you know that at this very moment I was dying for

this?” I was so excited that I clapped. “I’m surprised Sadir doesn’t

have this thing alarmed.” I put my feet on the massager and selected

“slow pulse” mode.

He looked pleased. “at contract you sent me was the perfect

precedent for the deal I’m working on. You saved me hours of work.

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