As the coffee brewed, Victoria berated herself for letting this happen. Why couldn’t she simply have switched to water instead of drinking? If she was going to have the power she wanted to have, she was going to have to learn some self-restraint, as she would, no doubt, be confronted with many other situations like last night.
Taking the thumb drive out of her bag, Victoria picked up where she had left off. She had another two hundred pages to get through before she could even begin the necessary research to produce the fifty-state review required by Armond.
Two hours later, Victoria had waded through anther fifty pages of the file, drank two cups of steaming hot and very black coffee, downed a chocolate-chip muffin, and felt much better as the Advil had kicked in. As she was closing down her laptop to head into the shower, Kat came out of her room looking disgustingly fresh and as if she hadn’t traveled across country yesterday and spent the night in the bars until 2:00 a.m.
“Mmmm, coffee, yes please,” Kat said as she grabbed a seat at the kitchen bar looking expectantly at Victoria to get her a cup.
“Here,” Victoria said as she handed the steaming cup across the counter. “That’s all the time I have for you until tonight. I’m such an idiot for last night. I didn’t tell you much about my assignment but suffice it to say that I have a ridiculous amount of work to finish before next Friday at which time, at precisely 8:00 a.m., Armond will expect me to hand him a fully completed dissertation on the regulatory requirements of all fifty states for one of our clients, a new insurance company, so it will be able to sell its insurance policy in the US. And, like a complete idiot, I go out last night and get blasted.” Victoria ran her hands through her hair as tears gathered in her eyes.
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