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080: Hendricks quit

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Lucas' POV

I was on my second cup of coffee when my boss called.

I had been at my desk since seven, which was earlier than anyone else on my floor. I used to like that about myself, being the first one in. It used to feel like a small advantage. Lately it just felt like having nowhere else to go.

I picked up on the second ring. "Crawley."

"My office," Richard said. "Now."

The line went dead.

Richard Holt did not call people to his office at nine in the morning to deliver good news. I knew that
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