Executive

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Still processing the vast amount of information she had gained while touring the NanoLance plant in Alpine, Alex was slowly going about her normal evening rituals. These rituals encompassed checking the cloned emails, her own work email, logging in remotely to check on her work systems and servers.

She took the clone laptop in the quiet, now almost dark, backyard and powered it up. It took a few minutes to download from the network the numerous emails she needed to check, but among the first one that caught her eye was yet another intriguing email from Walker to Prescott.

The weirdest thing about Walker, she thought. He was obviously involved with Angela. Alex had almost believed they had a romantic involvement, but what she had witnessed in that conference room was anything but romance. Nevertheless, they were involved somehow outside work. Still, he sent her such emails on the work email account. Was that a proof that nothing was wrong about that email? Or that Walker was just becoming careless? Was that email a solicitation of media pressure of sorts? Or quite the opposite? Asking Angela to work her magic and get favorable media coverage for them? They definitely need it, she thought, remembering how low the stock was trading these days. However, if this was a positive call for action, why be so cryptic about it? Something was definitely off about that email.

She took her private cell phone out of her pocket. Before calling anyone, she looked at the time and grunted. 10:12PM. Too late to make calls, but Steve would understand. She found herself cheering up at the thought of hearing his voice.

Two short rings, then voicemail. Damn it! She still wanted to get someone's opinion about this, and fast. In seconds, she printed a copy of the email, grabbed her wallet, and left.