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who had walked himself to the edge of a cliff while insisting the road was flat.
“Preston borrowed against expected proceeds.”
I stared.
“Before closing?”
Dad said nothing.
“How much?”
“Mara.”
“How much?”
“Three point two.”
I laughed once. Not because it was funny. Because my body needed somewhere to put the shock.
“Against money he didn’t have yet?”
“It was continue reading …
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