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Sam makes his way to David’s office. He hated going to David’s office. The atmosphere<br />
was always so casual, employees wore jeans <strong>and</strong> hanged around each other’s<br />
cubicles.<br />
As Sam walked towards David’s office, one of the female employees shouted: “Hi<br />
there Mr. Ndeutapo!”<br />
Sam was not sure if she was genuine or if it was a sarcastic gesture.<br />
He turned <strong>and</strong> waved at her anyway, entered David’s office <strong>and</strong> closed the door<br />
behind him.<br />
As he sat down, David turns his computer screen <strong>and</strong> faced it towards Sam.<br />
On the screen was an enlarged picture of him <strong>and</strong> another picture of Vicky. His<br />
worst fears were looking him straight in the eye, Gossip columns.<br />
Sam just sat there with his eyes roaming about on the screen as he read the column<br />
line by line. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to explode any<br />
minute.<br />
He took a deep breath <strong>and</strong> he knew it was time to take a step back <strong>and</strong> check himself<br />
<strong>and</strong> stop the games. His marriage was at stake, his children <strong>and</strong> his reputation.<br />
“Do you think Martha has seen this?” asks a concerned Sam.<br />
“That blog has been shared over two hundred times bro”<br />
Sam scratched his head <strong>and</strong> loosens his tie.<br />
“Martha hasn’t called, texted nothing?”<br />
“Nothing man, not even Vicky said anything. She was being dramatic but I’m not<br />
sure if it’s about this shit”<br />
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