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she said,” I cut in.
Ryan blinked.
The soldier in him didn’t like interruption.
The husband in him listened anyway.
“Okay,” he said carefully. “Tell me.”
So I did.
I told him about the bicycle.
I told him about the Mercedes keys.
I told him about the withdrawals.
I told him about the trust fund I didn’t even know existed.
I told him about Mary’s threats.
I told continue reading …
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