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Behind him, on the ground, Hendricks was screaming profanities at the men while Patel shook his head, grin back on his face.
“You know something. I cannot decide whether that man is an absolute genius or the luckiest idiot I’ve ever seen,” he said.
“I’ll track him down and get him back here in two hours, Mr. Patel,” Hendricks assured.
“Don’t bother. Is it active, Preethy?”
“It is, sir,” she replied, after consulting her datapad.
“Then we shall deal with this later. Back to work, all. We’ve got a schedule to keep.”