Clara's Mystery

a good look at him, she learned she was right. He was the President, Sebastian Colfer

nother pervert I will need to take care of,' she thought. Looking at the man's shoe size, he was probably around 6

man asks. She looks up from the f

our technology does in your office than explain it here.' Clara stands up and looks around the room. 'I would think that you wouldn't want everybody here to know what it does, either. Am I

here since 8 am, and for the last 2 hours, you haven't even managed to finish half of this floor. I think you should have brought in more people so you could finish faster. Are yo

pulated, you only required us to cover the two main floors. We will finish in two hours, but if you

and software from scratch, and there was no doubt they could do it themselves. Plus, she was here because she enjoyed being on-site for the initial installation, anyway. The last

roduct. Then they would be here to answer him directly. This didn't change the fact that she felt uncomfortable talking to him wh

ng their Friday, but she told them that dinner was on her, at the most expensive restaurant in to

ave missed the promised deadline. She had to compose herself and pretend that she enjoyed being here. Talking to people was not her cup of tea, they had Max for that. He was a genius when it came to sweet-talking their clie

o operate the cameras. One of the conference rooms was not in use, and it was the

erested in what Max was saying because he kept on steal

ent herself from laughing or even smiling. This whole scenario was amusing to her, and she didn't even know why. 'I guess

n Max, so she wouldn't lose her cue. The advanced RFID mapping system she had set up was very im

p when she was either amused or angry. And at this time, she was not frowning, so it couldn't be the latter.

digital maps. Not as accurate as the cameras, but still a useful tool to monitor the areas in question. This technology is not s