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” she whispered.
“He wanted you to have nowhere else to turn.”
“I am going to find a way out,” I said.
“I still have the freelance bookkeeping lead Mrs. Peterson gave me.”
Rachel reached into her pocket and pulled out her car keys.
“Call them today,” she said.
“Do not wait until your savings are gone.”
I got into the driver’s seat and turned the key, the continue reading …
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