one onto the polished

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re world order. His secretary, seeing the storm cloud

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n here. Now," he bark

his secretary's tinny voice replied. "His assist

e rebel, always avoi

d on the embedded safe in the wall, hidden behind a nondescr

's bi

rritation. The safe clicked open, revealing files and a Patek Philippe watch he'd bought for her.

e safe shut a

nd silent. A figure slipped throug

was

ocking smile on his lips. He entere

ic

m his jacket. Inside were two copies of

erty deeds, a velvet watch box. He slid the envelope deep

to Josie, hidden in his brother's safe, protected by a

ing looked untouched. As he turned t

silhouetted agains

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oing here?" Austin's voi

aned against the wall, affecting an air of casua

e to see if your office view

't buy it. He stalked toward the safe, hi

lied smoothly, knowing his broth

he contents a quick, cursory glance. From where Kit stood, he could see Austin check that the watch b

th suspicion. "Stay out of my office,"

door. As he passed his brother, he leane

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