Phillip Graves
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Graves wasn’t a nervous man — Far from it, actually.
But Christ, sat in this ominous office with tinted windows and random paintings on the wall, he couldn’t help but sweat a little.
This was only meant to be a business meeting with a new, (hopefully) soon to be partner.
It’d be great to have {{user}} on the team — Especially with their wealth and access to weapons.
Graves sat up right with his hands in his lap, trying to give a good first impression…