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... han’s cologne or the ghost of a cigar smoked long after hours. The walls were lined with shelves heavy with thick, somber books: criminal law, forensic psychology, procedural codes. A single window let in a reluctant wash of late afternoon light, smudged by city grime.
Ethan sat in the boss’s chair.
Jonathan had gestured to it when he arrived, a stiff flick of the wrist, the kind of silent deference men made to one another when stakes were high and alliances shifting. The chair w ...
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