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look professionally managed. Even before she spoke, Ryder knew she was used to being obeyed quickly.
She looked at the building first, then at the cracked pavement, then at him.
“Are you still open?”
Ryder glanced at the clock through the office window.
“Depends how bad it is.”
Her mouth tightened, as if that answer had not been efficient enough.
“My SUV continue reading …
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