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PROF. LAKEWOOD
A few days later…
Checking my wrist watch it’s a quarter to four. I’m seated outside the Dean’s office, in an open space serves Mrs. Florence space. The Dean’s office was within an office, furnished eruditely giving an air of seriousness and sophistication. Mrs. Florence looks up from her typing and looks at me, “It’ll be a minute professor. He’s almost done with his conference call.”
“It’s alright Florence. Thank you,” I say pulling my phone to kill some time. I notice a text from Kane assuring me that things were going well. He was with the boys for the rest of the afternoon till I got
