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will someone else.”
That’s when he told me about the one person he still trusted.
A lawyer.
Someone outside their reach.
“You’ll contact him,” Arthur said. “Discreetly.”
That part terrified me more than anything.
Leaving the house.
Taking the USB.
Meeting someone.
But there was no choice.
The next morning, I made the call.
Not from the house.
Not from my phone.continue reading …
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