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The Boss

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Mr. Marx’s office door was open a crack. A terrible wracking, retching sound was coming from inside. I peered through the open sliver, knocking softly.

He was sitting behind his desk, his hand clutching his chest as the other covered his mouth. The sound was coming from him, his coughing worse than before.

“Can I come in?” I asked, not wanting to interrupt him. Sure, he had asked to see me, but it looked like now might not be a good time.

He nodded through the coughs, lifting the hand from his chest to motion me in before reaching for a glass of water and draining it. He cleared his throat once he set the glass down, the coughing finally over. “Sit down, Ms. Jordan. I apologize about that. Some water went down the wrong way.”

“I hate when that happens,” I said, taking the seat he offered and folding my hands primly in my lap. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes.” He sat back in his chair, transforming back into the all-powerful CEO he was from the sputtering man I walked in on. “I want
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