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Morgan
“Don’t tell anyone where I went,” I told Julia before disappearing down the hallway and into Jensen’s empty office.
I dialed the phone number I needed and waited for the inevitable voice mail. It was the end of the day on a Friday afternoon. This email had been sent at this time on purpose. They hadn’t wanted to hear s**t from me. And, worse, it had been sent only five business days before Texas Tech would be closed for the holiday break. If I didn’t get this resolved by then, my job would be on the line.
Fuck, it might be on the line anyway. Just at the thought of losing one of our biggest contracts.
How had this f*****g happened? We’d been negotiating for weeks. Jesus, they had been in talks with Jensen before I even took over.
The last contract had been for ten years whe
