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Ghost Healer. Genesis Defense Group

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utes later, several million dollars slid into my offshore accounts. I closed the laptop, tuc

loded. I rubbed my temples, splashed cold water on my face, changed i

astries. Gold-plated cutlery sat beside bone china. No silver-never silver. In a werewolf pac

r egg. She didn't even lift her eyes when I walk

rtha appeared out of nowhere an

ology in her voice. "This chair belongs

e was no extra set of gol

n't adjusted yet." Barbara dabbed her mouth with a linen napki

ds, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. They w

Barbara. "I thought Mrs. Fuentes at least knew basic tab

itanium knife and fork onto the table. "Wh

k." My voice was cold. "Should I bring her memoria

ouching my nose. "You ungrateful little br

bbed her outstretched fing

choed through

aking through her uniform as she convulsed. I snatched the pot of b

d rolling on the floor. The other maids shrank ba

h and pointed a trembling finger at me. "Yo

from my knuckles. I tossed the dirty napkin onto Martha's head and l

errick strode in tying his tie, then froze at the sight of Martha writ

le, tears welling in her eyes. "Derrick, In

y eyes narrowed, and my right hand slid into my

up softly, "Derrick, don't lower yourself to a child. She just came back. She doesn't know th

ned darker, and hi

led, pulled it out, and the rage on his face froze into pan

ive assistant? Good morning, sir!"

tepped back half a pace, wa

pletely ignored Martha groaning on the carpet. "Executives from Gen

ts are coming. Get back to your room and don't come out to e

old smile touch my lips. Genesis Defense Group? I