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normal pleasantries.” Alex commented with

an asymmetrical twitch on the right side of his

lips and a quick glance at his screen. He, while

still staring at his white rimmed mac screen,

said to Sam.

“It would seem you have discovered

something that might interest me – could you

please show it to me again?”

“Of course.”

And he grabbed one of the wooden, wheelie

chairs that were stacked up in the corner of the

office, rolled it over to the desk and sat down

besides Alex. He quickly located and defined

the figures that he had discovered, dragged

them onto a new file and created hypothetical

measurements of the profits – or more

importantly, the losses of the company’s

investments into several international

pharmaceutical research companies that sold

patents to other much larger pharmaceutical

companies.

“Right,” said Alex interrupting Sam from his