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Chapter 2: Unwanted Requests
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... eaned back in my chair, staring at the old man across from me with a level of disdain I reserved for people who overstayed their welcome. Which, in this case, was precisely what Gregory Williams had done. He was tall, sure—probably my height—but whatever grace he had left with his youth. At fifty-eight, the man looked like a melted candle in a suit.
He droned on about "once-in-a-lifetime opportunities" and "strategic partnerships," waving his hands like he was conducting some kind of sym ...
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