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... my chief of staff, says as I sip my morning coffee in the west wing of the Crown Palace.
Someone else strolls in.
"Oh, is it today?"
Lewinsky drops into the seat across from me. Rowan slips out, closing the door behind him.
"I bet you’ll get roasted by the cabinet today," Lewinsky says, smirking as he snatches an apple from the fruit platter.
"Something I expect."
"Hmm." His eyes narrow with that mischievous gleam that usually means a question not ...
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