Writing Exercise Result 7

'Twas an ill sirocco that blew him to the caravan, so they said. Afterwards.

The director grabbed Evil Editor as he stumbled out from between the wagons. "It's about time you got here. What's your name?"

"Evil. I'm the one who called about researching the Outer Mongolia antiquities collection for the author of--"

"Yeah, whatever. Look, Evie, I'm not asking for a Corps of Engineers specialist and I don't care what kind of clandestine organizations you normally work for. I just need an electrician,"