Clean Slate
“Edenton was a quiet town, but being in town at all meant distractions. He would have much rather been at his home office in absolute quiet, pondering his current dilemma, than in this makeshift spartan box he leased out of necessity.
He snatched his phone off the receiver, and dialed his long-time secretary at her home where she was working that day.
“Yes, Louis?”
“Hi, Alice. Did you get a signature confirmation for that package you sent to Clara Thys?” He sat for the first time that morning, pulled the one item of adornment in the room across the desktop, and gripped the edge in his fist.
“Yes, she accepted it and signed personally two days ago.”
“So, no return?”
“No, not as of yet.”
“Good.”
Better than good. He’d feared she’d read the return address and refuse it without knowing the contents. He would have done the same had he been in her shoes.
“Any messages from corporate?”
“A couple. The major gist is they need you to fly to Thailand to visit that shoe manufacturing facility again.
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