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“Unacceptable!” Bil fumed. “Inexcusable! Unprofessional!”
“Nice!” Jack exclaimed. “I love five-syllable adjectives.”
The new chief director stood behind his desk, bathed in sunlight that came in through the window behind him. He opened his mouth to say something – probably another adjective in an ever-growing list – then clamped it shut again. Jack decided to let him rage. He had not come into this room with the expectation of making an ally. That possibility went out the window at yesterday’s meeting. “You humiliated me,” Bil said. “You embarrassed the organization. You compromised your neutrality. Again!”
Jack forced a smile, then closed his eyes and nodded to the other man. “I do have a knack for embarrassing people,” he said. “You should take my badge!”
“You think this is a jok
