My Grandfather Left Me Something They Never Wanted Me to See

Interesting.

He shut the door behind him and looked around the room like he owned even my childhood. Maybe he did, in the legal sense. Men like him always confuse legal with moral. Saves time.

“What did Whitmore give you?” he asked.

Straight to it.

I sat on the edge of the desk. “Coffee.”

His eyes narrowed. “Don’t play games with me.”

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