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up, weighing i
p messes," she said, her voice drippi
ted the
agonizing months perfecting. It saturated the paper instantly, bleeding across t
I whis
em, my hands instantly stained red. Against my pa
the sound brittle and sharp. "O
n. "Pay her. Get h
lver money clip. He didn't hand it to me. Instead, he to
a cleaning
the red mess, soaki
m. I wanted to claw his eyes out. But
I cho
lint and utterly devoid of warmth. "We had fun. Now it's t
e p
e y
him launder money through complex construct
nds with trembling hands when h
ransaction. A severance p
were sticky with wi
ice trembling but audible. "I hope th
forward, her ha
ait. I tur
e-stained finger. The doors closed just as I saw Etha
rl who used to smile and ask about my day, averted his gaz
ad opened up. The
umbrella. I did
th the tears on my face. I felt like I was being era
s, the woman who kept their darkest secret
ozen. Of course. Henderson hadn't processe
ars in my pocket
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