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the file as soon as I gave my name. His voice softened on the other end of the line.
“Miss Vale,” he said gently, “I have been hoping you would call for many years.”
I drove to his office that same afternoon.
The Office That Smelled Like Paper and Rain
His office was small and orderly. The kind of place where the bookshelves are full and the chairs are continue reading …
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