Chapter Eight-1

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“This is the third one I’ve received in two weeks,” William said furrowing his brow. “First, the one on my car. Then in my personal mailbox, and now, here in my office… It seems to me this asshole is only getting more brazen.” The man opposite him looked over at his partner and then back at William. “While we can certainly understand your frustration, Mr. Hartman—these letters, unfortunately, aren’t anything new. You’ve been receiving correspondence of this nature for some time, and according to our forensics, they’re all likely coming from different sources.” “And?” “Well—as I mentioned on the phone, my team and I have been over these and feel that… for someone of your stature, this is really nothing out of the ordinary…” William gritted his teeth. The room had begun to spin, and he f

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