From Discarded Wife To The Don's Successor

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unfurling them carelessly. "Like this Museum proje

hat is a load-bearing wall, Kenzie. If you put glass

ns aside. "You're always so negative

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clear. "Thank God. The union reps are furious. Kenzie changed the concrete suppli

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security guards I didn't recognize.

demanded, stopping inches from

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to the desk between us. "You're disruptive. Unstable. The Bo

dry, humorless laugh. "Yo

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ing to a dangerous low. "I brought the contrac

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the guards. "

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d from behind the safety of my

is eyes. Only annoyance. Only the look of a man

planted my feet a

sked. "Fine. I'll sell

spat. "You'll get ten,

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s laugh. "She's threatening us, J

of every code of conduct,

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forward and

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face back to him. I tasted the m

rizing the feeling. The exact weight of his hand. The gleam

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nzie had been playing with. I signed t

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