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eyes.

“I’ll try.”

“No.”

He opened the door.

“Go scared.”

Diane blinked.

“What?”

“You don’t have to stop being afraid before you walk into the building.”

She nodded.

Then she left.

The door closed.

Marco and I were alone.

For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

I looked around his office again.

“When,” I demanded, “were you planning to tell your wife the truth?continue reading …