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He walked into his office. 

Hillary smiled at him and greeted him from behind her desk. 

“Good morning, Mr. Montclair.  A Mr. Monzoon and two other gentlemen are in your office.” Her eyes rolled when she said the words 'gentleman'.

His hair bristled. Monzoon was in his place of business after he explicitly told him never to show up. His blood was boiling. He knew he had to control his temper for his father’s sake. 

“Morning, Thank you. Can you bring in Espresso, please?”

“Yes, Mr. Montclair.” She got up and went to the task of doing that while he strolled in his office with confidence he did not have. 

He opened his heavy office door and strolled in

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