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warmth. “That was the plan two years ago.”
“What happened?”
Olivia whispered, “People died.”
Daniel looked at Mara. “You still have the files?”
Mara tapped the plastic case. “More than files. Names. Payments. Dates. Locations. The problem is getting them to someone who won’t sell us out before sunrise.”
Daniel thought of his own life—clients, contracts,continue reading …
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