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CHAPTER 86: ONE MONTH LATER

作者: P.W.Knight
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 21:37:48

Sloane

The Brooklyn office was everything I had hoped it would be.

Not because it was grand. Because it was exactly the right size for what we were building. Three attorneys now including Priya who had stopped looking stunned three weeks in and had started looking like someone who had found exactly where they were supposed to be. Dara who ran everything with the quiet efficiency of someone who had been doing this her entire career and was finally doing it in a space that deserved her. And me.

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