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Daniel?”
Daniel picked up the card with shaking fingers. He held it up to the light as if hoping it might be a forgery.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I signed for this. I remember now. I thought it was… I don’t know. Junk mail. A solicitation. I never opened it. I just tossed it in the trash.”
“Negligence is not a legal defense,” I said, my voice hardening. continue reading …
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