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Chapter 22
Hours and hours have gone by, every file has been marked through, and we have been sitting here discussing them, but no one is sticking out to them. “There has to be an easier way than this,” Denny said, flopping the last file back on the stack. “There is, but I doubt the twins will agree,” I said, picking up the pens and highlighters. “My same thoughts, child,” Doris said, passing me the pen cup. “Would the two ladies care to enlighten the rest of us?” Atlas said, putting his pen and highlighter in my hand. “The alpha command, dear. You could gather the pack and command them to come forward.” Doris said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “That is a great plan B.” Axel said. “If we haven’t caught the mole by Monday, it will have to be the only plan.” Atlas grumbl
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