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I handle the real money,” he said.
His eyes never left the glowing screen, his face pale in the artificial light.
“It is a joint return, Andrew,” I said.
“My signature is on it,” I said.
“And it will stay on it,” he said.
His fingers paused for a fraction of a second before resuming their rapid clicking.
“I have everything under control,” he said.
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