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Chapter Twelve

CHAPTER TWELVE

Summers looked at his wristwatch, it was 3:55pm, about five minutes to closing time. 

He got up from his chair, and walked over to the file cabinets, to see if there was still any of his personal effects lying there. 

He checked thoroughly, and was satisfied that there was none. 

He checked his briefcase, and his backpack, everything was intact. 

He picked up his things, and locked his office door for the final time in his life. 

He walked over to the personnel office to drop the keys, as he walked down the hallway he checked Whitefield’s office, the door was locked.

‘He might be waiting for me outside’ he thought to himself. He walked on to the personnel office, and saw Whitefield coming out of the office. 

“Hey John, the staff association is organizing a going- away dinner for us” Whitefield said.  

“That would be nice, where are they holding the din
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