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When Dennis finally returns, fourteen minutes later which is fourteen minutes longer than I wanted to wait, he hands me several papers. "Read through these and make sure it's what you want." "I don't need to. I trust you." Ron scoffs but I ignore him. "Where do I sign?" Pointing the areas out with his pen, Dennis directs me on where to sign. "You'll need to initial in the bottom right corner of every page. This is to say you've read each individual page." I ignore him as well and scrawl my initials. "And you'll sign on the last page, on the line above your name."

He cut me off abruptly by changing the subject. He knew I was gonna asked of Jamal and it was obvious he didn’t want to talk about it because I was the stranger here. He pushed the documents to me with a hand and it slide down in front of me. I placed a finger on it to pin it down. I grabbed the pen from his hand and scribble my signature over the spot his finger had pointed earlier, that was required of my signature. I signed absentmindedly without glancing through what I was signing. “Here.” I pushed the documents back to him just as he did to me. I wasn’t here for anyone to like me.

“At the bottom, there’s a placeholder for his signature. I need you to get Aiden to sign it. By Monday. I’ll reach out with details on the meeting later that evening.” She gasped. “He never signs without reading. I’m going to get into trouble…” “Get creative. If Aiden’s signature isn’t on there in 48 hours. You’ll have bigger problems than just trouble.” I smiled as sweetly as I could. “What’s it for?” Her words quivered. I chuckled. “Read and find out.” Throwing on my shades, I got off the chair and strolled to my car. Normally, you’d think those documents are to steal his shares and make Tristan’s game easier, but they’re not.

My eyes fell on the document that had been under the note. I picked it up with shaking hands, and the bold letters at the top made my heart stop. PACK RELEASE PAPERS I scanned the document frantically. It was a standard release form, allowing a pack member to leave and join another pack without penalty. And at the bottom, was my signature. “That’s not possible,” I muttered out loud. “I never signed this. I would never—” But even as I said it, I knew the signature was real. It was too perfect to be forged. My signature had unique characteristics that were nearly impossible to replicate.

"I made the documents an electronic format so I could get your signatures to give the green light for the shipment and sent it back immediately," Jennifer said. "That's...pretty impressive, Jennifer," Josh said. She took out the tablet and scrolled through the pages she needed Josh to sign and after he did, she sent them back to the company and that was it. "Well, it's sent so I guess I'd better get going," Jennifer said. "You know what, why don't you stay and have some fun?" Josh asked.

The final signatures were queued for my verification. I reviewed each document line by line. I matched them to regulatory requirements. Adrian waited, tapping his pen against the table. Damon stood behind me. His arms crossed, and he tracked every detail. When I signalled my approval, Damon motioned to the executive board to proceed. The room shifted into movement instantly. Adrian exhaled like he’d been underwater. The digital signing began, and every member of the acquisition council authenticated their part. Damon completed his signature in seconds. Adrian’s hand shook, but he signed cleanly.

To summarize the reports that the other shop’s customers want, including signing some approval documents on behalf of the boss under the authority assigned. “Sis, the boss has called to say he wants to meet you,” Sitra said as she placed the documents for her. “I have emailed this document. But the customer wants a paper file with the boss’s signature. If I go to the boss, leave the documents for him to sign. The customer asks for tomorrow. I will go in the afternoon to meet and bring it to you.” Mirawadee nods as she picks up the document and moves up from her chair. Before turning to speak to Sitra.

When Dennis finally returns, fourteen minutes later which is fourteen minutes longer than I wanted to wait, he hands me several papers. "Read through these and make sure it's what you want." "I don't need to. I trust you." Ron scoffs but I ignore him. "Where do I sign?" Pointing the areas out with his pen, Dennis directs me on where to sign. "You'll need to initial in the bottom right corner of every page. This is to say you've read each individual page." I ignore him as well and scrawl my initials. "And you'll sign on the last page, on the line above your name."

He points to me, in the middle of all the objects he had on the surface of the table, "Just sign where it says your name and then hand me the papers" Just as he instructs me, I take one of the pens on his desk, which even those were incredibly expensive, which I could tell were made of good material. Bending down a little on the table, I go changing the sheets of the document, and where my name was I put my signature, observing how next to my name there is also Dominik's, and there is space for other stamps and signatures of other people that I guess they validated the document or something like that. "Now sign here please, and give me your papers so I can sign them too" Dominik asks me.

Trembling fingers reached for the pen and scribbled signature on the given space, stamping the papers there after. He rose to his feet, adjusted the button of his jackets, proceeded to the door. Once there, the turned to me. 'One last advice, Mi Corazon. You should go through the contents of the contract again, especially those ones signed through DocuSign.' Having said those words, he left. My fear heightened. Is there something I'm missing out?'