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lence. From the black iron gates guarded by actual men in suits, to the sprawling circular d

we

and nearly tripp

nod. "Welcome. I'm Marcus, Miss

lined up along the hall like soldiers await

removing her sunglasses. "I don't believe

rs, the crystal chandeliers, the fresh-cu

here alone

tapping like a ticking clo

hat probably cost more than his old neighborhood-Jesse stopped i

this one

id dryly. "By a French artist w

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k. "You'll get use

e didn't even begin to describe it. Floor-to-ceiling shelves held rows of tai

le. "Do you dress every boy

. "Only the

Tom Ford suit and held it

hat thing costs more

ng it into his arms. "You're about to become

ooked back at her. "You know, for someone who says she d

esse. I need a story the world will believe.