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me, and listened without interrupting as I told him everything.
The hernia. Nicole’s insistence. Mercer. The envelope. The look on her face.
When I finished, Brandon leaned back and exhaled slowly.
“That wasn’t nothing,” he said. “And that wasn’t innocent.”
“What was in the envelope?” I asked.
“I don’t know yet,” he said. “But I’m going to find out.”
He continue reading …
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