“Ms. Anderson, are you okay?”
Lucie steadied herself and tried to sound casual. “Oh, I’m fine. We can keep working on the script.”
Her partner, Mick, still looked worried. “Are you sure you’re all right?”
She managed a small smile. “Really, I’m fine. Let’s get back to it. Could you send me all the files?”
“…Okay.” Mick nodded, then lugged over a thick stack of research documents.
This exhibition was a big deal, the first stop for visiting diplomats, and everyone knew how much was riding on it. The artifact presentation script had to be perfect, with zero mistakes. Lucie was in charge of presenting, and Mick, a star archaeology student from a top university, was handling the translations. Together, they were responsible for every word in that script.
“That’s just some of the materials,” Mick said. “I emailed the rest to you. I also put together a rough draft you can edit.”
Lucie gave him a grateful nod. “Thanks, Mick.”
“No problem,” he replied, sticking around to help her dig up more info on the artifacts. It wasn’t really his job, but he did whatever he could to make things easier for her.
Lucie sat back down at her desk, surrounded by stacks of papers and open books, and threw herself into writing the script. Every detail had to be just right.
…
By eight that evening, most of the staff had already headed back to their rooms to rest. Lucie was still at her computer, totally absorbed in her work.
“Ms. Anderson, it’s late. You should call it a night,” Mick said as he packed up to leave.
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