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They’ve been sending people to follow me. Leaving notes on my car. Last week someone slashed my tires.”
His voice cracked.
“I’m scared, Bri. I got in over my head. I kept thinking I could win it back. One more bet, one more game, then it would all be fine. But it never was. Now I’m so deep I can’t see a way out.”
I looked at him.
Really looked.
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