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state—”
“You really thought my fingerprint was enough?”
He blinked. “What?”
“You really thought you could just use my fingerprint and steal everything I’ve worked for?”
His expression shifted. Wariness crept in. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes, you do. You took my fingerprint last night. While I was sedated. While I was grieving. You used continue reading …
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