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ved with the effort to keep my voice stea

ring his perfect composure. "What are you tal

any

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d crystalline, keeping my eyes locked on

ed, tilting his head.

authorized the immediate termination of your power of attorney. I've re

scoff. "You can't be serious. You think

. And I'm done p

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reen. The blood drained from

spered, horror dawning in his eyes. "T

aid. "Or ask Izzy. I hear

never seen me like this. He was used to the canary in the cage; he

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phone. The choice hung in t

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room. "Marcus! The press! They're saying the investment fun

ily accounts. Of course he had. The a

id to the phone, panic cr

rce me into submission, but his empire was bleedi

aid. "Go

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done," I

to save his money and his mistress. He forgot

m go. And I

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into my leather satchel. I took my paints. I l

nt door and drove st

ting for the flight to Rome, I o

osted a picture. It wasn't of me. It was

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a power

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the screen

is now boarding,"

icked up my bag

of my marriage behind in New York. I was walking into a void,

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