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... as only after the third call—sharper, more impatient—that he blinked out of the haze of memory.
"Mr. Ford," Becca said, her brows arched as she stood just a few feet from his desk, tablet in hand. "Did you hear what I just said?"
Leonard exhaled and adjusted his posture, the distant weight of old memories slowly peeling off his expression like fog burned away by daylight.
"Sorry," he said, his voice rougher than he liked. "Got a bit distracted. Go on."
Becca hesit ...
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