ugh the floor-to-ceili

second, she forgot where she was. Then the smel

ut into the

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ing up. "Preston brought cl

Dior. Prada. Thousands of

icked up a piece of toast.

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e through.

p to machines in the nursing hom

eduled "emergency medication," costing exactly $6,000. The subtext was brutally clear. This was a dead

e funds she hadn't touched in three years. A ghost network holding millions. But they were watched. She knew it. The moment she moved a single dolla

that?" Do

her new phon

his eyes. He did

time. 11:00 AM.

billionaire. Six thousand dol

money yesterday. She had just

her pride. It

one and slid it acr

000. I will

e laughed, a cold

nk check yesterday that could

ble. He stood behind her chair, lean

Ines. P

r to face him. She grabbed the lapel

ea

ispered. "With an actio

e. She un

d her hands on his shoulders. She lean

Tentative.

d her to actually do it. He felt the

looking at her.

arp pang of guilt. H