A bullet hole appeared in the boss' head. Everyone in the room started clapping. Everyone hated the boss. And now he was gone. Mark booked the first available flight to Jack's place. He was going home.
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Jack got a call from Mark explaining that he was on his way. Jack said he was waiting.
Except, his voice didn't sound right. Jack sounded tense.
"Probably my imagination" thought Mark.
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Jack's door opened. Mark entered and smiled.
Jack didn't smile back.
"We need to talk". Jack said.
He slammed the file on the table.
