His Betrayal, Her Dublin Escape
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fresh from celebrating her promotion. When Blake saw the look on my
ed. My voice was eerily calm, but
h more sober. Terrified, she fumbled in her designer handbag, he
shed against the cool metal casing, she
skidding right into a puddle of spilled soda left by the janitorial staff. Th
to wipe it dry with the sleeve of my jacket, but I could feel the dampne
I didn't know this would happen. Blake didn't mean it. You scared her." He took a step for
him, shielding her as
me. I lunged forward and slapped him, hard, acro
father's life's work! His entire legacy! Taking something th
just some old code! It's an obsolete object that has more value being used by the living! Can't you be more generous? I'll fin
hot tears streamed down my face. Supportive. He wante
look of concern settling on his features. "Okay, okay, I was too ha
enderness was revolting.
s nightmare. But Blake darted forward, her hand gr
e don't be mad at Zeke. He did it for me, but he loves you. You can
om her grasp as if I'd b
backward, aiming her fall directly toward th
ight, caught her just in tim
she sobbed into his chest, "and sh
ever seen before. "Your dad is dead, Finley! Who are you trying to impress with
wl. "We are all going to be colleagues in the same company, Finl
you don't apologize today, forget about a
d my lips. "Go to hell!" I screamed,
ind. His final shot followed me out the do
awling back to me wh
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