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us with a nervous glance at Vance.
Uncle Ray, Andrew’s oldest uncle from Savannah, leaned forward from his seat, his fork suspended in the air.
“Is there a problem with the tab, Andrew?” Ray asked, his voice booming in the quiet room.
“None at all, Uncle Ray,” Andrew declared, his fingers flying to his cuffs as he adjusted them twice. “A simple administrative continue reading …
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