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chapter twelve

Author: Ivy.L
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Constance

My hands were shaking too hard to turn the page carefully, so I forced myself to stop, to breathe, to count the way I had on the examination table. In through the nose. Out through the mouth. I had maybe two minutes left before Julian returned, and I was not going to waste them falling apart over a name I already knew.

I made myself look again.

*Marcus Hail. Debt Settlement — Blackwood Territory Fund.*

Beneath it, a column of figures I didn't fully understand, dates stretching back fu
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