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before my mind could catch up.
“They’re having an affair,” I said.
“Yes,” Brandon said. “But that’s not the worst part.”
He opened another folder.
“Nicole Chamberlain,” he said. “That’s her maiden name. Except it isn’t the only one she’s used.”
He slid a grainy newspaper clipping toward me.
A society photo. A younger Nicole. A younger Julian Mercer.
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