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days later, she called me back.
Her voice had changed. Less sharp. More grim.
“Lakeland,” she said, “it’s exactly what you suspected. And it’s worse.”
I stood in my office at work, the door closed, my heart beating slow and heavy.
“How much worse?” I asked.
“He siphoned sixty thousand dollars,” she said. “Over three years. From a cancer patient’s medical continue reading …
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