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... insomnia had only gotten worse. He barely slept three or four hours a night. Usually just before dawn, and the exhaustion was beginning to show.
Now, sitting at the head of the long black marble table in his executive office, Zeke rubbed his temple as he flipped through the proposal in front of him. His eyes burned from lack of sleep, and every word seemed to irritate him more than the last.
"This budget is ridiculous," he snapped, slamming the folder shut. The manager who had br ...
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