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The consolling solitude
The consolling solitude
JonThe week begins with the investigation into the worker's accident. Unfortunately Hamza Saad is there to make everything more boring. I've already called the hospital and learned that Omar, the worker, was fine. I'm on the building's huge construction site when Hamza approaches me. The wind is blowing hard because of that space. He's smoking a cigar that I don't know how it hasn't dissolved completely in the strong afternoon wind.” Jonathan, this is a setback that takes days away from the original project.’” I know, believe me, I know more than anyone.”” Not more than anyone, I'm with two construction companies here for a long time. You were here the day it happened, I hope that doesn't fall on your CV.” He flashes a fake, yellow smile.How can someone with so much money have yellow teeth like that? I know exactly what this bastard meRelated chapters
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