Maren collapsed into her office chair with a heavy sigh and shut her eyes. The week had been uneventful except for the fact that she had been here and there attending one meeting or the other, which was really frustrating.
“Come in!” Maren answered to the soft knocking on her door.
“This is the report from the last meeting in Moscow, ma'am," Louise said, tendering a few papers attached together by a paper clip.
“Did you run it in the database?”
“Sure, ma'am," she answered, and Maren tapped on the table for her to drop it. “And there are the conditions the party planners dropped by this morning.”
Maren watched as she dropped a file of papers on her table. She drew closer and opened the file to go through it. Louise stood by and watched her boss read through silently for about a minute.
