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to help him fake a terminal illness. He was going to pretend to die. I’d collect the three hundred thousand. And then he’d disappear with his mistress and the money.
“How long have you known?” I asked.
Susan’s voice broke. “I found out three days ago.”
Derek looked at me. “A month. Graham told me everything. He wanted me to help him. I agreed at first.continue reading …
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