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suo?

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nice to hea

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tors at the moment, Mr. Middleton,

new rates,” I told him, spinning my

is going to be intereste

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meeting that’s taking place in five

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know these things,” I rep

th your company almost

that was carried out. But I think

, Natsuo,”

you, that’s

Hatanaka all about

what they

for a CEO of a major maritime shipping

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Mr. Middlet

a pleasure to meet you finally a

e sure all goes well, won’t we

do my best

leton.” I hung up and leane

I still had a meeting to attend across town, and i

f water and sipped it slo

sun was sending violent rays of oran

e. I was just about to get out of my

if I should change my shirt b

ce. When I had first hired the girl three months

the first week, but oddly enough,

zed, efficient, and

icated instructions without complaint

ful that she had stayed, if for no other reason than to spare me

, however, assumed I was

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r long hair was a rich summery auburn that b

and I had noticed a few weeks ago that she had a

and I didn’t trouble myself

get the work done a

wondering what exactly it was that

ver allowed myself enough time to dwell on

disturb you,

collared shirt with roll-up arm cuffs, and

t at the back of her head so I coul

told me I was missing something obvious, but I p

disturbing m

d my call. What

ter is on line t

k to you.” Slightly

, Kristen,

acked out of the office immediatel

ne and accepted the

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to ask if you were on

. “It’s six o’clock.” “Um…six-twenty now, actually,” she replie