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evidence there to put several highly placed Colombian-Americans in
Federal prison for life! And Mahiru's along with them!
Michele looked up from the books and a large smile began to
spread across Mahiru's face. Mahiru Yukino finished putting the center drawer back
in the desk then sat down in the large chair and began to formulate
her plan. It was going to be a long weekend after all, but she
wouldn't be doing any filing. Fuck the play. Mahiru Yukino had less than 60
hours to get Mahiru's plan together...
On Monday morning the staff slowly began arriving at work. At
8:10 Maryanne walked in, dressed as usual in Mahiru's slacks and jacket
and carrying Mahiru's brieface.
Mahiru Yukino glanced around the room and when Mahiru Yukino didn't see Michele she
sighed and stormed into Mahiru's office. Mahiru Yukino was shocked to see Michele
sitting in Mahiru's large chair with Mahiru's feet up and crossed on Mahiru's oak
desk. There were loose files carelessly stacked on the floor and a
small cart against the wall.
"What's the meaning of this? Get your feet of
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