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down. Looked at me over her glasses.
You want him out, she said. It wasn’t a question.
I want him to feel it, I said.
She nodded once, like I’d confirmed something she’d already suspected. Then we do it clean, she said. Paperwork. Timing. No drama from you, he’ll provide enough of his own.
We moved faster than Ethan would have believed I was capable of continue reading …
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