Emma looked at her receptionist with a particular amount of disdain and irritation. "The little pissant called again? He is very much about to make me look into creative outlets with which to end his career."
There was a good bit on Emma's mind and frankly none of it involved Adrian Carver and his bigoted leanings and warped truths. However, since he insisted upon calling a stupid number of times she decided to humor him. One phone call and then he'd be off her ass and back to the mindless little box he belonged in.
She took the number, dialed her phone, and sat back and waited for the irritant to answer.
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