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Part 2
The next morning, Victor called me seventeen times.
I let every call die.
By noon, he sent messages.
You misunderstood.
Don’t upset Claire.
We should talk like family.
The last one made me laugh.
Family.
Victor had used that word like a crowbar. Family meant I should be quiet when he moved company papers into my home office. Family meant I should ignore continue reading …
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