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[onlyneed1shot]

She had said a week, a full week, and she meant a full week.

This is why at nine o'clock in the morning, a week after she left, Camille is knocking on Dominic's office door with a manila folder under her arm.

Now, last night, Camille had just gotten back from a plane trip and a bus ride and a week without her hair-straightener, and had looked it

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[greene_planet]

Dominic is out.

Which means that the office should be empty, but (one week) Elvis has his orders, so.

He opens the door a crack, looks through (lanky and awkward and for a moment remarkably like a giraffe, and if he looks a little bit surprised, who can blame him) and opens it the rest of the way.

"Ja?"

[onlyneed1shot]

She knows Elvis. Or rather, knows of him (course of she does, she is a good intelligence officer).

"Do-Senor Greene is out?"

[greene_planet]

"Uhm."

(Elvis Karine, 37, picked up off the streets by one maternal cousin.)

"He is."

Beat.

"Can I help you?"

[onlyneed1shot]

"I need to give him a report, do you know when he'll be back?"