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Chapter 131: The Board Question

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**Adrian's POV**

Tuesday morning.

The foundation office at eight.

Thorne at eight fifteen with his folder and the specific expression that told me the morning had already produced things requiring attention before I had finished my first coffee.

"The board," he said.

"Which concern?" I said.

"Not a concern exactly," he said. "Hargrove called at seven thirty. He wants a meeting. Not an emergency session. An informal conversation." He placed his phone on the desk. "His words: informal and overdue
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