Oscar shrugged. "Maybe you should check how much you''ve got on your te."

    Theda and Robert didn''t realize what was going on until they opened the door to Debra''s office.

    Debra rubbed her temples. "How about midnight? We can grab ate-night snack."

    "Eight is fine," Theda smirked. "You guys might be great at a lot of things, but when ites to getting work done, none of you can match me."

    "Perfect. I''ll make a call. Dinner at eight it is," Debra cheered, dialing Marion''s number.

    He picked up in a second. His voice was as gentle as always but tinged with exhaustion.

    "Do you need me over there?"

    "Yes, but it''s not about work."

    Randy and Erica sensed trouble, trying to sneak away.

    Debra grabbed them both. "Where are you going? Five million dors? A full set of limited-edition bags? I''ll cover it."

    Randy cheered, "Wonderful! Why didn''t you say so earlier?"

    Erica echoed, "Exactly. If we knew there were perks, we would''ve been done already."

    Without hesitation, the two of them returned to the office.

    Michael raised a hand. "Boss, I want seven days off."

    Oscar walked in. "I don''t need anything. Just take one off my tab in your favor book."

    Chace nodded. "I''ll follow Mr. Harper''s orders."

    Theda

    a storefront, the nonpetitivene

    kind with your business. That will make

    her opportunity. "Give me

    my life easier in Seamar City."

    Only Robert remained silent. As everyone looked at him, he finally spoke. "A full

    set of military bays and thetest weapons."

    The corner of Debra''s mouth

    Ms. Buchan, could yo kinnform your friend here that I

    don''t deal in restricted firearms?"

    Robert wiped a small knife in his hand. "You don''t, but Marion does."

    "He..."

    "He totally does," Randy chimed in.

    Marion''s collection was all overseas, where it wasn''t considered restricted. Every piece was high-quality and top-notch.

    Debra facepalmed. "Alright. Deal."

    Then everyone dove into work.

    Half an hourter, Marion had his documents brought over.

    Randy looked at the piles and groaned, "This is double the workload. Pay me ten million dors."

    "We don''t need your help. Marion brought his team." Debra walked back in from the doorway.

    She had just gone to prepare a workspace for Marion when she saw the people he had brought. With their efficiency, they wouldn''t need eight hours. Three would be enough to get through everything.

    "What? He brought back-up?" Randy rushed to the door.