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wore sunglasses, hiding the shadows under her eyes.

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nt had ordered drafted six months ago, a golden parachute designed to look like a

t open it.

new jewelry line," Preston said, his voice waveri

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asses. Her eyes were dr

u cannot discuss your personal relationship with Mr. Noble. No intervie

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tection of assets,"

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rs. He had expected screaming. He ha

flipped to the last page and signed

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whispered. "You're

d the skirt of her dress. "Bree is wai

lustered. "Ms. Allison, wha

e pulled out the heavy key ring

toss

the metal screeching against the wood. They sp

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s clicking a sharp rhythm on the fl

above, Hunt watched the s

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hand. Ink bled onto his fi

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repeated. The word

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get th

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arlyn asked, watc

single," Elle said. She put her sungl

nd drifted to her chest, pressing against the spo