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Claudia never knew what to expect when she entered Cutter's office. She'd seen him playing golf with dinosaur bones and gazing wistfully at a photo of his wife but never anything approaching actual university work. So she was more than a little surprised to find him marking essays when she arrived.
She watched in silence as the piles around him grew and grew.
But then he overreached himself, and like a fluttering avalanche all his neat piles came tumbling down.
Several creative curses later, Cutter noticed Claudia's presence.
“Drink?” she suggested.
Cutter was up and out the door in a flash.