“President Walker, it’s me, Lilian Hawkins.”
“Oh? So, it’s Ms. Hawkins. Do you need something from me?” Eric’s voice was nonchalant, bordering callous. I could imagine how he looked just then—slightly narrowed eyes with legs crossed—as he patiently waited for his prey to fall into his trap.
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