I started controlling my breathing as I got off on the fifth
floor, as I couldn’t afford to blow up at her the moment I went into her
office. I took one last moment to collect myself before I knocked and opened
her door.
“Bob! What can I do for you today?”
I took a long breath.
“Got an emergency meeting in a few minutes. I need the Rodriguez
file, and-“
She let out a small scream then covered her mouth. I couldn’t
help but look around at the piles and piles of random papers that filled most
of the room.
“Gimme a sec!”
She ran up to me and practically pushed me out the door. As
soon as the door closed, I heard crashes and bangs of piles of paper being
tossed around.
After five minutes, the door opened a crack and the file was
held out. She tried to speak, but all she could manage was heavy breathing. I
took the file.
“… And the Harding account.”
Her eyes widened.
“I’ll bring it up to you!”
I worked on explanations on my way to the conference room.
Still don’t know how she managed to find it in time…
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