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CHAPTER 96

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JONATHAN'S POV

The boardroom felt different walking in that morning than it had nine days earlier, the same faces arranged around the same table, but something in the air had shifted, a current of uncertainty that hadn't been there the last time I'd taken this seat expecting to lose everything.

I thought, sitting down, of every version of this morning I'd rehearsed over the past nine days, the speeches I'd prepared in the shower, the arguments I'd practiced in the car on the way here, and found
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