His heart spasmed every time he overheard men in conversation in cramped quarters, like a bar or restaurant, using the phrases “moving units” or “price per units” or “number of units,” his eyes promptly glazing over no matter where he found himself as he pictured himself in a grey suit with a conservative yet expensive hat, riding in the back of a sleek black car as it drove over a cliff.
Morally, it was indefensible, but the board was morally bankrupt; her confidence soared.
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