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asleep without further thought.  She wondered if she should try setting an alarm, but it just seemed too complicated.
    It turned out she didn’t need to because she woke up at 4 am.  It was still dark outside, but the lights of the city were just as they had been when she’d gone to sleep.  She looked out over the city, there wasn’t much traffic.  She was hungry, but breakfast wouldn’t be served until much later.  Luckily room service was available all night.  She wasn’t sure she could wait three hours to eat.
     
    Jane got into the office at 7am.  It was early, but she had a lot to do and there was little point sitting around in her hotel room.  She’d forgotten about the heat and it hit her again as she walked out of the lobby before ducking into the taxi they’d called for her.
    The office wasn’t exactly like she’d imagined it.  She wasn’t exactly sure what she’d imagined, but it had been this.  It was a nice office, a distinctly blue office with large windows looking down on some more traditional buildings, Chinese maybe.   She wasn’t sure.
    “Hi,” a young woman said.  “Are you with the party from New Zealand?”
    “Yes,” Jane said with a smile.
    “You’re working out of one of the meeting rooms.  I’ll take you,” she said and waved Jane along down one of the corridors.  She took her to a meeting room where there were computers set up around a large table.  “Find a spot.  There is a kitchen along the corridor if you want to make yourself at home; else there is a Starbucks down on the corner.”
    “I might splash out for a fancy cup down on the street,” Jane said and the girl nodded.
    “Take this swipe card; it will get you in the doors.  You’ll need it to go to the bathroom, wear it all the time,” she said and left.
    Jane set up her computer on what seemed to be an empty s pot.  She wanted to ask the girl who hadn’t given her name if there was a printer available, but she had gone.  Jane decided to deal with it later and went downstairs to find the coffee place.  She sat outside and drank it feeling wondrous about the heat.  It was still really early, and it was incredibly hot.  She wondered if it got much hotter during midday. 
    Damon almost groaned when she walked into the room.  He guessed the mystery of who the extra computer belonged to was solved.  He hadn’t seen her at breakfast in the morning.  They all ate together and shared taxis to the office.  As her computer was set up, she must have gotten there before them.
    He could have managed without the close scrutiny of the Carmichael faction of the Board, but he also knew that was just part of business. 
    He noticed that she looked a bit flushed when she sat down in front of her computer.  It became her, and it hinted at a life and purpose other than office stalwart. 
    “Is there a printer?” she asked.  He was going to answer, but one of the younger guys told her in detail how to access it.  He wondered if the young man was interested in her.  He certainly jumped to attention when she needed help.  He supposed he couldn’t blame the young man.  She was a pretty girl, not an outright beauty, but a pretty girl.  Good girlfriend material for a young guy.
    He didn’t do girlfriends.  He did dates and he did fucks and if they coincided, the better.  The kind of girls he went out with wanted to be seen with him, they didn’t really have expectations beyond the immediate gain and notoriety.  He stayed away from the ones that had expectations beyond that.  When it came down to it, they all wanted something from him, a rich husband, a promotion, or just a photograph in a magazine.  The latter was the easiest price to pay.
    He wouldn’t care about Jane’s presence at all if it wasn’t for the fact that she was loyal to another camp.  This in essence made her not a friend, hence an enemy.  She’d shown guts too, standing up to him the way she had.  She had practically been