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Chapter 119: The Stranger Who Is Not a Stranger

Author: Grandpa preslee
last update publish date: 2026-09-18 02:56:11

I was in the lounge before his plane touched down.

The private terminal at Teterboro had four small lounges built into the far end of the building, and I had asked for the one with the glass wall that looked out at the runway. I had come alone. No driver. No Noelle. No security beyond the man at the outer door who had waved my car through. I had told Marta I would be back by six. I had told no one else where I was going.

I sat in a leather chair the color of dark honey and watched the light on
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