Final Compromise

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Jake Carter Carter Inc., LA July 12, 2002 (5 days later) I entered into work today not expecting the welcome I received. “Welcome back!” everyone said as I exited the elevator. They were surrounded around Judy’s desk, balloons everywhere, and Champaign in hand. Jason walked up to me and handed me a glass. “Drink up!” he laughed. I looked down at the glass in my hand and felt a sudden flashback of barely a week ago. I handed the drink back to him and walked to my office. “Thank you everyone, I missed you all as well.” I smiled at my employees. “You won’t chat with us a bit? We want to know where you were” Andy, one of my accountants, insisted. “I would love to but I have a lot to catch up on. Jason,” I called as I opened to door for him “you wouldn’t mind briefing me, would you?” I

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