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public declaration that

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torm into my grandfather's office. I was j

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furious, but before he could respo

his other fist clenched. "You disrespect him, you disrespect

pensive suit. "Stay out of this, Carter.

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calm, indif

and steady. "Have your weddin

a weapon he had never anticipated. He stared at me, searching for a