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was over. Now I knew. And a man who knows can act.
“You’re right, Marcus,” I said mildly. “It’s good to have things properly documented.”
He smiled at me. He thought he had won.
The next morning I drove into town to see Delia Osei.
She remembered me. She remembered Ruth. She pulled the file, the file that had been sitting in her office for three years,continue reading …
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