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he said gently. “I heard… there was an incident.”
I gave him a thin smile. “Sit down, Avery.”
He sat at my dining table and opened his briefcase. Papers, tabs, folders. The quiet efficiency of law.
I sat across from him and rested my hands flat on the wood.
“I want the transfer permanently canceled,” I said. “No money to Michael. No money to Sabrina.”
Avery continue reading …
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