Chapter Forty-One: Spare Tire

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Jack I was almost finished finalizing the report I was working on when my phone buzzed. I was tempted to ignore it. I hate distractions and interruptions, but the call was on my private line, and only a few people have that number. I picked it up and checked the screen, mentally prepared to chew out the caller if they didn’t have a very serious reason for calling me. However, all thoughts of ass-chewing flew out of my head when I saw Robyn’s name on the screen. “Hello?” “Hi Jack,” Her voice sounded unusually meek. “Are you busy right now?” I looked at the document I was trying to finish, and used the mouse to close the screen. “Not really, I’m just about finished for the day. What’s up?” There was a long pause from her end, but I could hear her breathing so i knew she was still

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