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The search for the important documents continued at the top floor of the Vanguard Group where all of the senior staff had their offices. Steven flipped through the pages that he’d just discovered in a manila envelope. Disheartened by what he’d found, he turned to Phillip and asked him if there were any more envelopes to go through. “Unfortunately,” Phillip sighed, “this is everything we’ve managed to dig up so far.” Unimpressed, Steven tossed the papers into the trash bin and said, “It seems we are at the end of our rope then. You may as well go unless you have something more to add…” “I do not,” Phillip replied, and then he left. Once he was gone, Steven retried the papers he’d thrown in the garbage – he’d let his frustration get the better of him, and he knew it. He flattened them on