Take the Call
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"Hello?" I grumbled. In my hungover and barely awake state it probably sounded something more like, "Heggo", but the other end of the line understood and began speaking. | "Hello?" I grumbled. In my hungover and barely awake state it probably sounded something more like, "Heggo", but the other end of the line understood and began speaking. | ||
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"Is this Mr. Kennedy?" The voice asked. | "Is this Mr. Kennedy?" The voice asked. | ||
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"Who's askin'?" I returned. I'm not the kind of man who will talk to just anybody, especially after waking up with a hangover... | "Who's askin'?" I returned. I'm not the kind of man who will talk to just anybody, especially after waking up with a hangover... | ||
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"Mr. Kennedy, my name is Alan Mosby. I'm a researcher at Klondike Industries and I would like a moment of your time, if you do not mind." | "Mr. Kennedy, my name is Alan Mosby. I'm a researcher at Klondike Industries and I would like a moment of your time, if you do not mind." | ||
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"Yeah, sure" I answered. This guy seemed like a real straight shooter. Placing the first cigarette of my day between my lips I asked, "What can I do ya for?" | "Yeah, sure" I answered. This guy seemed like a real straight shooter. Placing the first cigarette of my day between my lips I asked, "What can I do ya for?" | ||
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"I have come across some strange findings in my work, and I was wondering if you could assist me in uncovering what is behind them..." He hung his sentence in a cloud of mystery. | "I have come across some strange findings in my work, and I was wondering if you could assist me in uncovering what is behind them..." He hung his sentence in a cloud of mystery. | ||
Revision as of 07:17, 10 October 2012
"Hello?" I grumbled. In my hungover and barely awake state it probably sounded something more like, "Heggo", but the other end of the line understood and began speaking.
"Is this Mr. Kennedy?" The voice asked.
"Who's askin'?" I returned. I'm not the kind of man who will talk to just anybody, especially after waking up with a hangover...
"Mr. Kennedy, my name is Alan Mosby. I'm a researcher at Klondike Industries and I would like a moment of your time, if you do not mind."
"Yeah, sure" I answered. This guy seemed like a real straight shooter. Placing the first cigarette of my day between my lips I asked, "What can I do ya for?"
"I have come across some strange findings in my work, and I was wondering if you could assist me in uncovering what is behind them..." He hung his sentence in a cloud of mystery.
