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cold, relentless sheets that sank straight through your coat and into your bones. T

he fluorescent lights inside hit me like a slap. I didn't bother shaking off the water. Wh

d on its way up. Si

r the double shift. My lower back throbbed, but I was past noticing

IV beeped steadily like it had learned how to breathe for her. Her hai

her temple. "I'm here, ba

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he nurse at the desk offered

ll nod. "Sam

five red warning stamps across the top like they were shouting at me. I'd applied for two mor

popped up: Lily and me at Coney Island last summer. She looked like herself then, sun

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nowhere. Crisp. Male.

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I said

and steady. "Mark Evans. I r

ain tried to cat

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He was the CEO. Ruthless. Rich. On every Forbes list, ever

read it. "Why would someone

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t, bitter laugh.

o calm. "Mr. Kingsley is prepared to make you an offer th

sto

pale skin under the hospital lights. The folder with

ind of

lway. "He prefers to dis

was pound

ake sense. No

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then what?" I ask

athy, maybe something else. "The

like it was a lifeli

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