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... tighter with every tick of the antique clock on the wall. Devon’s ultimatum had landed like a grenade, its fuse burned down to nothing, and now the explosion rippled through the room.
Pierce, who had been the picture of composed authority moments ago, reacted as if struck by lightning. The hairs on his arms visibly prickled beneath his starched shirt sleeves, standing erect like soldiers at attention. He bolted to his feet so abruptly that his leather chair skidded back with a sharp scra ...
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