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... sonally escort the second-round clients to the motel himself, and each time, the madam scolded him. He was just doing things the way he always had, but she nitpicked everything.
Then around 3 a.m., after she'd asked him to go buy cigarettes, the manager told him to head to the director’s office. The madam wanted to see him—alone.
It was the first time he’d been summoned to her private space. He’d expected some kind of lounge, but it gave off the distinct air of a business office. ...
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