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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sad scents

POV: Maddison

Except, the traffic kicked my ass though. I was stuck on the road for nearly thirty minutes, running out of my mind. I kept checking the time on my phone and drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, determined not to run completely mad.

In the end, I made it to the office, nearly an hour late, breathless, sweaty and disorganized.

I had just arrived at my desk when the telephone started ringing. Dropping my bag on my desk and my ass into my seat, I picked the call, pressing the receiver end to my ear. "Maddison speaking."

"Hey, it's Anna." My mood dampened significantly. "Mr Winston wants to see you. You're late."

Oh shit! Shit shit shit!

I put

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