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Then he shifted slightly in his seat, sitting up straighter as his eyes locked on the wall ahead, his mind already preparing for something bigger than what he initially thought.
His fingers stopped tapping the chair, his hand now resting under his chin as he spoke, his voice calm but firm.
"What is it?" Oliver asked, his tone curious but commanding. "Is there something more? Don’t stop there."
The woman on the other end of the line let out a soft breath, like she had ...
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