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very quiet. “That is not a bet. That is a felony.”
“I was protecting my interests,” Eric said, his hands flat on the table now, leaning toward Richard. “Taylor was going to ruin the West Side development deal. I had to make sure he stayed in line.”
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“By targeting my health?” I asked.
Eric did not look at me. He kept his eyes on Richard.continue reading …
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