“Look at it all.” Wulfstein gestured at the piles on his desk. “Three days of scribbling and reports are piling up like garbage.” Eileen studied him while he cleared his desk. Poor guy. His hair appeared thinner and grayer. “Can I help?” “It would be difficult unless you know my job. Just give me a minute.” He stacked a few files up to clear some space, then removed a magnifying glass and placed it beside a globe on a table.
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