OSWALD adjusted his tie nervously, glancing out the window of his sleek black car. The cityscape sped by, a blur of concrete and glass. Today was the day he would sign the contract for the road construction project, a significant milestone in his career. He knew the importance of this contract not just for him, but for his family’s and company's legacy.
His personal assistant, George, sat beside him, reviewing the details one last time.
"Everything is in order, Mr. Escobar. The ceremony should be straightforward. Just a few speeches, the signing, and then the press."
Oswald nodded, trying to calm his nerves.
"Thanks, George. I just can't wait to get to that damn place, sign the s**t and disappear."
George smiled. His always impatient boss.
“We will be there soon sir,” he said.
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