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I was watching the second meeting with my firm’s rep and the Hayes company from my office, a pen stuck between my teeth while my chair moved from side to side.
Reports, contracts, and half-finished notes were scattered everywhere, evidence of a workday I hadn’t been paying much attention to.
I tried to focus on everybody else, but for some reason, my eyes stayed on Arthur’s visibly annoyed face. His jaw looked tight, one hand drumming against the conference table while the others spoke. The thing was that I knew why he was annoyed, even if I wasn’t there with them. Or at least, I felt like I knew.
I shut the laptop with that thought in mind, the screen snapping closed louder than necessary. Then I leaned back in my chair and moved it side to side, staring at the ceiling while fi
