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it into the annex package.”
I stared at the screen.
“But that’s not the worst part.”
He enlarged page forty-two.
The clause was buried deep, written in language clean enough to pass a casual glance and lethal enough to destroy me.
If the project failed, I would carry personal liability.
Not the company. Not Nathan.
Me.
Thirty million dollars.
He hadn’t just continue reading …
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