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“No It would be nice if I didn’t have to lug this shit back and forth to work”

It looked like the same stacks she had yesterday

“What’s in those things?” I sat forith my wine “And why isn’t it on an external drive? Wouldn’t that be easier to carry?”

She groaned “Because, truth be told, and a security secret, there are some people who believe our files are more secure this way We can’t be hacked And ould think we’d bother with paper copies of contracts?”

I sed the wine “Strange, but good point”

“Maybe if we just had an elevator,” she whined

“I’ve said that every day I’ve lived here” I smiled “Do you still want to watch a movie, or do the boxes mean you have work to do?”

She frowned “So much work But maybe I’ll be finished soon”

I kickedroom to work “It’s ok I’m too tired to keep my eyes open I would fall asleep no ht to bed”

“You sure?”

“Oh yes Positive” I traipsed to ht”

“Good night”

Chapter Nineteen

I fumbled for the phone in the dark I didn’t knohat tih to feel a heavy fog engulf me I hit my hand on the lamp A sharp pain shot across my wrist

“Shit,” I gru on the phone