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looked back up and asked one question.
“Who’s the buyer?”
Dad blinked.
It was a small blink. Barely there.
But I saw it.
“The buyer?” he repeated.
“Yes,” I said. “Who bought Whitaker Logistics?”
His smile returned, broader this time. He mistook my question for panic. He thought I was asking because I wanted to know which stranger would own the company my continue reading …
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