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” He said it flatly, not as a question, as if he were refusing the question shape.
One of the officers stepped forward. “Mr. Kane, we need you to come with us.”
Vanessa’s hand slipped free of his arm.
He looked at her. Then he looked at the room, the rows of faces he had intended to leave behind that afternoon with his dignified sorrow intact, and he continue reading …
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