After Eric walked out of Mike Pence's house, he took his phone out of his pocket, dialed a number, then put the phone close to his ear.
"He agreed."
After a pause of about three seconds, a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end.
"The agreement?"
"Here with me. It has been signed," Eric continued.
"Very good." The hoarse voice carried a touch of approval, and after a moment, he ordered, "Send that thing to our usual place, and then go take a vacation."
"Roger that."
After Eric hung up the phone, he took the sim card out, broke it in half, then threw the pieces into the sewer nearby. After the two left the street, they parted ways, went in different directions, and disappeared into the crowd of Capital.
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