Nadrea found herself sitting in her office, eyes hazed from the mind numbing number of documents she was pouring through and rout conversations that were part of the daily routine. There were of course drinks here and there, mixed social activities, blatant lies and other routine obsessions about things that were for the most part trivial and meaningless, but somehow more often than not defined the very core of her being passing the minutes seconds and hours of the week. The Husker was also reading, studying positioning and debating items of significantly greater importance. Donna fretted as the final arrangements were being made for her to meet up with Paul when he arrived. Vincent readied himself, not so much for the present, but for the following week when a company they had taken an equity stake in would be headed off to the Mecca of business finance to finalize a series of new working capital through mezzanine financing, a third round placement and credit facilities required to support an IPO.

Donna and the Husker spoke daily and spent three of the first four evenings of the week together. Nadrea spent those evening passing her time with her usual routine of impure diversions. Vincent however never called, she finally called him Thursday morning. Christy spent the week biding her time, waiting for Robert to cast his new toy aside and her life to get back to normal.

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