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My Job
May 16, 2006 9:20:29 GMT -5
Post by Carver on May 16, 2006 9:20:29 GMT -5
Carver entered Files and Records, walking up to Gwen, who was typing ceaselessly at her computer. “Gwen. Good evening.”
“Hello, Mr Carver Hein.” She said, smiling and looking up from her computer.
“I’m looking for information on Henry Elder. Do you have anything?”
“Files and records, sir. It’s my job.” Her eyes shut, and he could see light flickering beneath the lids. She opened her eyes again. “Elder, Henry. Twenty-six. Assassin. New to working for the firm. Contact with Lilah Morgan. Raised in Minnesota. Father died before he was born. Mother, still alive, eight year old sister, still alive, and a stepfather.”
“Nothing really useful. Just give me his file.”
Gwen went under her desk, and returned with a small file.
“How did they get that typed up so quickly? He was in the building for one day. Barely a few hours.”
Gwen smiled again. “I’m files and records. It’s my job. I’m good at it.”
“Yeah, I’m good at my job, too. Thanks for this.”
He turned, and headed back to his office.
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