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Chapter Seventy Three : Sink Or swim.

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Drent

Sir Khabib's office was the kind of room that had been designed to remind you of how much money was in it. Heavy furniture, the kind of art on the walls that existed purely to signal taste, and a view of the city that said everything about where the man who sat behind that desk had positioned himself in the world.

He stood when I came in, which was a courtesy he extended to very few people, and we shook hands and sat and his assistant poured coffee that neither of us touched.

"We're looki
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