The Governor's jeluosy

The Governor's jeluosy

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Sequel of Consequences of a lie. Extract: "He's not to work with the general population. Restricted to public side only: reception and visitors" Vera behind her nodded, walking closer to the door. She stopped in front of the desk as Joan was adding further instructions, keeping her eyes on the documents she was compiling: "And he's not to be given a swipe card". Vera nodded again: "I'll see to it" and she was already opening the door when Joan added casually yet accusingly: "I wonder what changed his mind". Vera didn't reply and exited, closing the door behind her. Joan shot the door with an angry, disappointed glare that could kill. Instead, she chose to make an internal call: "Miss Rossi, could you come to my office please? Now". From the other side of the speaker, she heard Elisabeth's soft, obedient voice: "Yes, Governor". Joan sighed in relief: hearing her partner's voice, during a long day at work, was always a balm. She grabbed the file and waited. A minute later she heard the soft knock she wished for: "Enter". Elisabeth opened the door smiling, a steaming coffee mug in her hand: "I thought you wanted to take a break". Joan smiled back: "You know me so well". Elisabeth placed the coffee mug near the computer: "Can I do anything else for you, Governor?". Joan handed her the file: "Give this to Miss Westfall. It's a list of prisoners I'd like her to schedule a session with".
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