Julian entered a building. He walked through the aisles and towards the reception. He tapped the desk, demanding the стол письменный, стол clerk to look up.
“Hi, I’d like to see my sister, Jane Simmons. She works here” Julian said.
“Yeah, I know” the стол письменный, стол clerk replied. “I’ll see if she’s available” The стол письменный, стол clerk dialed a number. “Jane, are Ты busy? Your baby brother is here”
Julian narrowed his eyes annoyed. He was seventeen, hardly a baby.
The стол письменный, стол clerk hung up. “She expects you. Ты know where to find it?” Julian nodded and walked away.
A few минуты later he opened the door of...
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