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-Come in, come in! No need to stub about!
-Mr. Gerault I've-
-Have you investigated the issue yet, with the X?
-Yes, sir I have.
She took a breath, removed a pen from her bunned-up hair, and pushed the amber strands aside
-Alright, well, Forrest is giving us a little leeway with the delivery. But we haven't quite worked out the numbers yet.
-And how many people did you discuss this with?
-Just Leopold, sir.
-Okay, good, one is enough, and all we need. You understand how carefully we have to do this, right? The shit is highly regulated and is technically illegal, even though I'm in charge of processing the damn pills.
-Well, if you put it that way sir...
-No! We can do this, we just have to do it right.
A bead of sweat materialized at his brow but did not put a damper his high-profile business suit. The chirp of the phone begged to interrupt but it was quickly silenced. She looked him in the eye but also appeared to look through him with slight confusion.

He pounded away at his keyboard, the little tips and taps from the pressing and depressing of keys filled the room with a sense of urgency.