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profitable.”
Sandro was quiet.
When he spoke, his voice was rough.
“You’re the best person I’ve ever met.”
“I’m really not.”
“You are.”
He reached across the table again.
“And the money isn’t payment. It’s a gift. Because I want you to have options. Security. Time with your brother. No strings. No debt. Just me trying to do something good with blood money.continue reading …
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