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for bad investors.”

“Turn around. Go to a motel with the money you have left.”

“We spent the rest on the car,” Bella blurted out.

I stared at her.

“What?”

“The Porsche,” she said, petting the hood of the car like it was a pet. “We needed a company vehicle that projected success. You can’t show up to investor meetings in a Buick.”

“We used the last of the continue reading …