to the drawing room. They

a cooed, placing the property deed trans

hem, my eyes wide and unfocused. "Okay

ened. They thoug

dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Not

, confusion repl

ing around the room as if I were seeing thing

linked.

ing a strange intensity. "I need three thousand of them. Real ones. Authentic. Each one h

ad just sprouted a second h

oment later by Maria. They exchanged a look. I was a foo

Maria repeated slowly, trying n

I said

a small, bizarre price to pay for a multi-million dollar

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