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Alex was sleeping like the doctor had said, he had a bandage round his forehead and few bruises over his face, which had now been plastered.
She walked over standing before him, then sat down in the armchair beside the bed. "He's sleeping, I will wait."
*****
Alex slammed the cup on the desk and turned to Martin. "Martins, have you ever heard of the Fundamental promotion rights?"
"Fundamental promotion rights?" Martins repeated the question, an eyebrow raised.
"I'm about to do something crazy," Alex said looking into space.
Martins gave a small laugh shaking his head and took a sip of his coffee. "When have you ever not?"
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