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Napoleon was still sleuthing around the office, hoping to discover Illya’s secret plans for New Year’s Eve. Today was the last opportunity he would have to declare victory over his secretive partner.
Casually strolling into the translations room, Napoleon approached Mandy, the woman who seemed to know everything that went on in HQ.
“Mandy my sweet, how are you today?” He oozed charm in that simple question, and she responded with the expected wistful smile.
“Oh Napoleon, have you come to see me? I’m … umm… honored.” The sweet smile became smug, a sure sign that she knew something interesting.