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The Man Who Held the Final Key

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Reynolds stood in the pouring rain outside the federal building, the USB drive burning a hole in his pocket like it had its own heartbeat. Water ran down his face and soaked through his coat but he barely felt it. He had watched the agents drag Marcus out in cuffs. He had seen Emelia stand in the rain like her world had ended and begun at the same time. He had seen Clara walk away with her head high and her heart in pieces. And now he stood here, the one person who could still change the endin
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