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Isabelle
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2026-05-29 00:10:00CLAIRE
"He's not," I said. "Who are you?"
"I'm Isabelle Laurent," she said. "I'm a business associate of Julian's, we had a meeting scheduled but he didn't show, I thought I'd check if everything was alright."
I opened the door partway, keeping the chain lock on. "Julian's out of town," I explained. "He left this morning for Singapore."
Isabelle's perfectly shaped eyebrows rose slightly. "Singapore?" she
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