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Chapter Twenty-Five: "Contingency"

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last update 公開日: 2026-06-19 15:39:00

CALLUM

Tuesday, 9:14am

Geoffrey Marsh had an office on the thirty-eighth floor of a building in the Financial District that he had occupied for eleven years.

Callum had been in that office many times. Quarterly meetings. Drinks after difficult quarters. Conversations that started professional and ended personal because thirty years of knowing someone does that eventually.

He knocked once. Opened the door without waiting.

Geoffrey was at his desk but not working.

The document in front of him was
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