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“I know what Nolan asked you,” she continued, forcing her voice to stay steady. “I know what you promised him before he died. But I’m releasing you from that. You don’t owe me anything.”
She waited for relief.
She expected it.
Men had been finding reasons to walk away from Angela Kerr her whole life. Jack McCloud had more reasons than most. He was thirty-six,continue reading …
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