She Stole My Seat on My Private Jet. She Forgot I Owned the Sky.

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It had belonged to the Whitakers for forty years.

Or rather, it had belonged to their lenders for thirteen months.

My trust had acquired the mortgage during the rescue.

Another detail Graham had never bothered to learn.

When we arrived, security opened the gates for me.

Not for the Whitakers.

For me.

The house manager, Luis, met me at the door.

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