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75 Key

"I am going to be away on business for a few days—you, however, are not allowed to slack," she said and handed Danny a number of keys, making Danny's face twist into a scowl. "I expect you to keep the office running smoothly and direct any pressing inquiries to my Blackberry. You do have all my contact information, correct?"

"E-mail, cell, etc., etc.," Danny listed off, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. "I got everything, Vladdy," she told her boss with a degree of flippancy.

"Mm," Vlad responded, an eyebrow raising slightly. "We shall see. Try not to get in too much trouble without me around."

Danny bristled. "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Vlad!"

"You seem to do a consistently poor job of it," Vlad drawled.

Danny growled, eyes narrowing dangerously.

Vlad merely smirked. "I'll see you later, little badger," Vlad purred and patted Danny's shoulder before walking out of the office, only the scent of her perfume lingering in her wake.

Danny looked at the keys and scowled.

And you're going to do it, too, aren't you? Danny asked herself. She scowled faintly before slipping the keys into her bag before leaving the office as well, locking the doors behind her.