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thrown onto the rug. His nose was bleeding

d entirely at ease, as if he were sitting in a hotel lob

. Her hands were shaking, the ad

signed. "For th

crisp black shirt underneath, and then picked up his trench coat from the banister where he'

e late,"

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ce was ice. "Her business is Durham Global business. A

es your daughter sent. The fraud. The embezzleme

ng sound. "She's lyi

ntine said. "She

celyn's back, guidin

stopped

er to Elena.

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s," Gracely

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licopter was already lifting off. Grac

Gracelyn started to shake. Violent, uncontrollable tremors. She wra

rtitio

platitudes. He reached into his pocket and pulled

id. "I don't like wate

e harshness of his words grounded her. H

n her phone. Whe

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rowned. Wh

he said. "Starting tonight

widened. We are

g at her. "Cohabitation is requi

lip. She hadn't

he underground garage of the tallest residential tower in

oor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire city. Everything was gr

was waiting. "Good evening, sir. M

racelyn. He gestured to

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