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the hallway this morning.”
Taylor did not look up. He adjusted his left cuff link, his fingers moving slowly.
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“He has the forms,” I said. “The ones Sarah helped me with.”
“I know,” Taylor said. “He sent them to the board of partners three hours ago.”
A small piece of paper lay on the bedside table, a copy of an email with the firm’s letterhead.continue reading …
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