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thin smile. “So this is what we’re doing now.”
Mr. Gaines gestured to the chairs. “Please sit.” He waited until they had. The old clock on the wall ticked through the quiet. Then: “This concerns attempted fraud, unlawful interference, and breach of fiduciary duty.”
Diane blinked. My father leaned back slightly, as if physical distance could soften the continue reading …
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