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to sign. She thought it was standard paperwork for the upstate property.”
“It needs to be airtight,” Fausto said. “If this falls apart—”
“It won’t fall apart.”
“If it does—”
“Fausto.” Benjamin set something on the desk. “It won’t.”
Then Aitana’s mother spoke.
Her voice was measured. Calm. The voice of a woman who had thought about what she was going to say continue reading …
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