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Cole looked over at Olly as they made sure everything was in place, “Now we wait.” The man said in a soft voice as he took a seat, not at the head of the table, but just to the side. He didn’t want to be presumptuous and assume he was running the meeting when they were a team here.
He made a mental note to get a round table in the conference room and replace that hideous wallpaper. Perhaps he and Olly could have a meeting to discuss decorations.
His thoughts were interrupted when a few people walked into the conference room. None of his employees of course. Despite the memo he had sent, he wasn’t sure how many of them would show up.
“Hello Alexander and Elizabeth.” He said in a soft voice, his hand curling around mug of tea in front of him.
“Nothing to pressing. ” He said with a nod as he took a sip of his tea and looked up at Olly. |