CATALINA“M-Mr. Ma-Marcellos…” Mr. Brown stuttered in panic.I gazed over the transparent window and saw the employees in the planning department frozen in their respective seats, too afraid to look in our direction and being mindful of their actions.“It’s almost lunch, and you're still here,” Dante said calmly, opposite to how his eyes darted on Mr. Brown alone.I don't know who he said that to, but when he looked down at me, I realized that statement was meant for me.“There’s nothing I can do. I have to wait until it’s my turn.” I showed him the document.He might have heard that I’m slacking off for an hour. Probably from Yvette Larsen.“M-Madam–”“What is that?” Dante cut off Mr. Brown’s words.“Ms. Larsen’s secretary said, this needed to double-check right now–” I was startled when Dante snatched the document from me and tossed it to Mr. Brown. Gladly, he catches it.“That is from the CSO.” Dante’s stern, cold tone made Mr. Brown swallowed his courage.“Y-Yes, I-I know–”“Then
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