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if he pushed.
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t look guilty. Didn’t look nervous.
He looked amused.
“Sav,” he said, like we were catching up over coffee. “You’re back early.”
I stared at him.
My mother spoke again, voice tightening. “He needed capital. It’s an investment. His business is finally getting off the ground and we weren’t going to let him miss this chance continue reading …
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