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Contracts and Distractions

last update 公開日: 2026-01-03 05:38:58

The next evening comes back quicker than expected and I get a message from Jamie as I step out of a meeting.

“Louvre Hotel. 7pm.”

I swipe down on my screen, checking the time. 6:30 pm. “Thirty minutes,” I mumble. I deliberate on postponing it, but my hesitation only lasts a couple seconds. Better to get it over and done with.

As I slip my phone into my pocket, it buzzes again. I take it out.

Another message from Jamie. “There’s a bouquet waiting in your office. Flowers are ice breakers.”

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