one onto the polished
re d
re world order. His secretary, seeing the storm cloud
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n here. Now," he bark
his secretary's tinny voice replied. "His assist
e rebel, always avoi
d on the embedded safe in the wall, hidden behind a nondescr
's bi
rritation. The safe clicked open, revealing files and a Patek Philippe watch he'd bought for her.
e safe shut a
nd silent. A figure slipped throug
was
ocking smile on his lips. He entere
ic
m his jacket. Inside were two copies of
erty deeds, a velvet watch box. He slid the envelope deep
to Josie, hidden in his brother's safe, protected by a
ing looked untouched. As he turned t
silhouetted agains
The air crackl
oing here?" Austin's voi
aned against the wall, affecting an air of casua
e to see if your office view
't buy it. He stalked toward the safe, hi
lied smoothly, knowing his broth
he contents a quick, cursory glance. From where Kit stood, he could see Austin check that the watch b
th suspicion. "Stay out of my office,"
door. As he passed his brother, he leane
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