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#9 - Pulling Heavy Strings
Adrian "I'm sorry, Mr. Frost, but the no-contact agreement still stands," Jeff reported from the other end of the line, setting me off. Sorry... That damned word, again? Had he not learned anything about me? How I preferred actions and results over apologies? "What the hell are you talking about? This is not Glanbury?" I hissed, my hand gripping the steering wheel. I'd been about to step out of the rental car and head up Lily's driveway when White called about the agreement that had turned out to be a pain in my butt. Eager to hear that he'd dealt with it so that I could officially meet my son, something I'd decided couldn't wait a second longer, I had answered the call with more anticipation than I cared to admit, only to be met with a setback. "You are right, it is not Glanbury," Whit
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