Mr. President

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Aidan checked his phone to see that the incoming call was from the president himself. Aidan knew what that meant, he could understand the pressure the president was facing. He sighed and swiped the green icon, ready internally to receive the bad news. Brendon and the assistant looked anxiously at their boss; they had no idea what the final verdict was going to be. “Mr. President” Aidan greeted as soon as the call was connected. “Aidan boy, I do not like this news that I am listening to” the president spoke slowly. His throat tightened, but he kept his face neutral, firm. Aidan was silent while the president spoke, he didn’t bother to explain himself, there was no need to. There was a long sigh on the other end causing the tension in the room to increase, Brendon wished he could rush fo

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