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mained s

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would

rise? Admiration? Disappointment? It was gone too fast to name. "You're aware," he

mages, that number ha

agreed to work for you to clear the debt." Zane l

ss Davis. You won't be a glo

tly under my office, in a department I bu

just to remind me of what I owe

ou'll be organizing files from old projects. Document

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was his

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age her family left behind-day by day, signature by signature. Sti

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" he murmured, a

something

stretched be

across the desk. Inside was a formal contract. "Si

the debt. If you quit or break the agreement

lope. It trembled just

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e is on the

start

he room, her heels clicking like war drums

ected a lo

rs.

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under the weight

en and refused to bow. And that, somehow, was