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Forty Four
Anna let out a loud yawn as the night grew older. As she lifted her head from the dimly-lighted screen of her laptop, she saw that most of the men had stepped out, probably to relieve themselves or drive away sleep.
Her chair swirled as she sat straight and closed the device in front of her. Anna looked towards Drake and Alex who were still conversing over business issues that could not be handled in the day.
She then decided she needed a break from the night work, and, also needed to ease herself.
As soon as she got up, Drake’s attention was drawn and he got up as well, startling the man beside him.
“Are you going somewhere?” he asked.
Anna’s lips twitched as she wondered why he has acting like she was about to jump off a building. He certainly didn’t react that way when Josh and his men decided to step out for some air.
“I-”
”I am coming with you,” he hurriedly said
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