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Chapter eighty

Auteur: N. MARYJANE
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CHAPTER EIGHTY

"Are you threatening me?” I ask her quietly.

She doesn’t blink.

“Let’s say,” she replies smoothly, “you do what I want, and I keep quiet. Because I’m sure you wouldn’t want the staff to know who you really are. That kind of information attracts unnecessary attention.”

Her words hang in the air like poison.

I don’t respond immediately. I let the silence hang between us, measuring my next words.

I stand there, silent, for a full minute.

Then I walk toward her desk.

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