Debra checked her watch. "His expertise is limited, so I sent him to learn from a pro. Should be done soon.""Learn?" Randy and Erica exchanged puzzled looks....At the Nichols Group headquarters, Drake glanced at his watch, antsy. "Time's up, right? The party has started.""Ten minutes to go," Juan said from behind his desk."Ten minutes? Screw this, I'm out." Drake stood up.Juan hit a buzzer, and some big guys blocked the door."Every minute you waste here, you're a minute late leaving," he said coolly. "I'm not going tonight. Got all the time in the world to wait you out."Drake gritted his teeth, frustrated.If Debra hadn't forced him into this, he'd have bailed ages ago. Back in the day, he wouldn't have taken this crap."Back when I learned such stupid lessons..." he grumbled."Forget back then," Juan interrupted, flipping through files. "Those were shady means. Nothing legit about it."Drake had no comeback.Those loopholes were the foundation of the Lowe Group. T
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