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Part XII Quatre glanced at the window, noting that the eastern horizon was brightening. It was midday in Baharat and almost time for the conference call. If he missed the appointment, his company would lose one of its key suppliers.
He was going over the various points of negotiation as he made his way down the hall. Out of habit, he paused outside Relena’s door. He was surprised to find it cracked open. He waited but heard nothing from inside the room. When he peeked inside, he saw that Relena was still sleeping. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was thankful that his friend was able to find some rest. He had heard her pacing the house most of the night for weeks now. Maybe she would continue to improve. Perhaps she would even heal. He would continue to hope. |
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