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"Thank you Mr. Simonson. I hope you'll be pleased with your purchase," Lacey said, shaking his hand.

"I'm sure I will be," he replied.

Lacey had just completed another deal. She was 1metre 70, (5'7") with short brown hair, wearing a business suit. She walked out of the office of Simonson & Son, she smiled to herself, getting onto the elevator at the 32nd floor to the bottom. She turned out of the lobby, onto the street, walking out of the tall building, thinking about her next job. "Smith wants the latest in Web designing technology…."

Suddenly she found herself on the ground.

"Oh, man I'm sorry!" Getting up she looked at who she had banged into, "I should have been watching where I was going." Lacey touched the back of her head, where she'd banged it on the footpath.

"It's okay. You okay?" The man was very strange, he was about her height, wearing sunglasses, and a Nike cap, and he was holding her laptop. "Here's your laptop, I rescued it." Handing her, her laptop.

"Ahh, thanks. Yeah I'm fine, just my head. You’re…" realising who she was talking to. "… I love your music," cutting herself off. She looked around to find four other guys also wearing sunglasses and hats.

"Thanks," they said.

Lacey looked at her watch. 3.30. "Crap, I gotta go, sorry again." Lacey started off down the street in a hurry.

"Hey!" came a voice behind her. Lacey stopped and spun around. "What's your name?"

"Lacey, Lacey Robinson."

¤ Chapter 2 ¤
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